Cant be broken

From others am annoyed
because of them am destroyed
so them i avoid
smiling i pretend
about me they talk and offend
indirectly ugly words to me they send
am hurt but i won't let them see
they can't see whats inside me
my mind am keeping clear
walking into the darkness with no fear
avoiding everyone not letting them come near
and my mind i open
my happiness was taken
but my words won't be stolen
even tho my heart is broken
my words were written
of sad memories i m letting go
when ever the freedom wind blows
my feelings in a poem flows
cause no matter how long
am staying strong
they can say all they want because am proving them wrong.
friends
Believe it i am lonely by myself
believe me am invisible in a giant world am an elf
you say u can see me
but why cant u believe me
i am lonely
on my only
have nobody by my side
and if i talk to anyone i'd only lose my pride
i am so lost and broken inside
can u tell me
can u answer me
can u look and see
can u really be
a FRIEND
can u stand still with me till the end
wont u let me lonely like a stone in deserts sand
can u help me and give me ur hand
can u be honest with me and never pretend..
I fly
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In the night i fly
so far and high
up in the dark blue sky
my fear is to die
my sadness is when my parents cry
to keep them happy i try
am so honest i dont lie
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feelings i get when i be sad
feelings i get when someone's dead
laying down on my clouds bed
cleaning bad thoughts off my head
how much does it hurt when u remember out there people cant find anything to eat not even bread
the story of sadness in their eyes i read
~
am now feeling angry and mad
people dying hungry and none of us for them is feeling bad
you don't have enough money to give them u said?
Tell me how much money u had?
yes right mister fred
how many people could u have fed..
But u chose to buy fancy things instead..
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darkness in people's eyes i see
how much hard their stone hearts can be
so from this cruel world i tried to flee
oh how much i wish to feel happy and free
joy i'd feel when i see
poor children shouting of glee
~
we wake up to the beautiful sound of birds
others to the sound of bombs and its the last thing most of them hears
then their hope disappears
and fire of the enemy appears
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falling asleep with tears flowing down my cheek
and suddenly the stars take a peek
and they sparkle like if they are playing with me hide and seek
~
goodnight stars goodnight sky
its the time for me to dream and fly