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Nov 2015
It seems like everyone's out to get me.
This doesn't make any sense to me.
People passing through for a short while i call them friends.
Little do i know that's not what i am to them.
Never been more lonely.
And this place still doesn't feel like home to me.
Well i guess i was always meant to be alone.
And sadly my heart is turning to stone.
But when i'm left alone with my thoughts,
I'm always searching for a way to change the plot.
I don't know what to do, i'm wasting all my time.
Left expressing myself with all these stupid rhymes.
I want to break free from my mindless ways.
Get up, get out, and find a change of pace.
Everything's so hard when you have no friends.
So i'm taking the time to try to mend.
My mind, heart and soul aren't in the best shape.
So why is my world still filled with so much hate?
Jade Lima
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Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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