It's my promes to you
It ain't that easy pretending everyday,When I don't feel like carry around a fake smile on my face.
I don't feel like laughing any more,
So why should I?
And every time I take the currige and laugh,
I get tears in my eyes.
Cause then the pain think it can let out.
But it's wrong.
Cause I'm trapping it all inside.
For ever.
I know it's wrong,
But it's the only way to go.
If I can't cry any more tears,
And if I can't make scars on my arms,
Then what am I supposed to do,
When there's no one I can talk to?
Life ain't that easy for me.
And people got trouble understandig that.
And I don't want attension, and I don't want scars for life,
So please leave me alone.
Cause thing is on it's worse rigth now.
And if you can't deal with it,
Leave me alone.
Cause theres may come whenever it want,
And smiles may never show.
I know I'm supposed to be this happy girl that smiles on the time,
But I'm not any more.
And no one seem to notice.
And it hurts.
It hurts alot.
I though people cared about me.
But there is the prove of me beeing stupid.
And I'm sorry.
It's not my foult I turned out this way.
But please remember that I felt pain.
That I have cried a thousend tears,
And that I can't move on.
Cause one day I will be gone.
It's my promes to you.
Poetry by kittipuusen
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Written on 2006-10-24 at 00:38
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