| » Poem: Lying to Myself . |
Lying to Myself .
written by blackie-hawk09:17 PM 3/2/05Why bother about anything?
They don’t know me,
No one knows me,
That gives them right NOT to judge me.
That gives them exactly right enough,
To go to hell.
To go to hell with their fucking meaningless question.
Always the same: “How are you?”
It’s always fine, I’m always fine.
Deep under my skin, there are actually no tears.
Only hate and cold.
So f**king cold.
But of course, they don’t know.
No one knows me.
And I don’t care.
At least that’s what I say to myself. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by unreal343 (3-2-2005 - 09:35 PM)
| hey great poem! wow sorry if that's how you feel, but i hope things turn out better soon... |
by mattslilvampgirl (3-2-2005 - 10:37 PM)
by AthiestAnarchist (3-3-2005 - 01:42 AM)
| I liked it...pretty good...if this is how you feel right now I hope things get better for you. |
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