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I don't know how to start, but I'm sure going to finish, I'm going round in circles, I might as well start with singing, I will sing songs, songs of my unending pains, Tell tales of the time I felt alone, used, abandoned Tales of when my heart gave away and it hurt continually, Tales of how I covered up every moment with smiles, I smiled so beautifully I almost believed it was me, I wanted to believe I was that happy, but I was dropped. See I found out something about me, I get too emotionally attached to people and it comes hunting me, Almost like everyone is waiting to drop me, like they all get tired of me at some point, like I'm really not what people want, I realized I'm always an option, a not so good friend, I want to cry but the tears already dried up I mean I could get up but who wants me, A little motivation is all I need who cares die if you can, scream all you can no one's coming to save you, to save me I was born this way, prolly would die this way who exactly am I?
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Sep 25, 2021
Sep 25, 2021 at 2:54 PM UTC
My not so good tale🤷
I don't know how to start, but I'm sure going to finish, I'm going round in circles, I might as well start with singing, I will sing songs, songs of my unending pains, Tell tales of the time I felt alone, used, abandoned Tales of when my heart gave away and it hurt continually, Tales of how I covered up every moment with smiles, I smiled so beautifully I almost believed it was me, I wanted to believe I was that happy, but I was dropped. See I found out something about me, I get too emotionally attached to people and it comes hunting me, Almost like everyone is waiting to drop me, like they all get tired of me at some point, like I'm really not what people want, I realized I'm always an option, a not so good friend, I want to cry but the tears already dried up I mean I could get up but who wants me, A little motivation is all I need who cares die if you can, scream all you can no one's coming to save you, to save me I was born this way, prolly would die this way who exactly am I?
It hurts, my heart is hurting deeply cos everyone I care about sees me as a second choice, an option feels like I'm a nobody... It hurts
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24/F/Lagos, Nigeria
Sep 25, 2021
Sep 25, 2021 at 2:54 PM UTC
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