Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2016
It was fun for a while, but the fun just started to seem like everyone was covering up the empty feelings
But in the meantime I was thinking this was going to be the beginning of my healing
Somewhere deep down in my black heart of a soul
Are years of built up anger and untold secrets that have yet to unfold
I've started bad habits to keep all these feelings under control,
But keeping all this in, is just getting really old
I've tried counseling I've tried talking it out, but I still end up back to the same bad habits
They try to preach that cheesy **** saying my good days are so close i can almost grab it
Dang
Im just sitting here thinking things will never change
And that I'll continue to stay the same
Angry , unwanted , and often forgotten
Just someone on the side lines, who is not seen playing with others often
People like to pretend like they care ,
But then are often never there
Where was everyone in that tragic hour
I guess it was just easier to send some flowers
It's times like these when you start to build hate for people
When they pull **** like this, there intentions for being your friend just seem evil
Yea to you this statement might seem overly dramatic
But seriously where the **** was everyone when my family was in a confused panic
M. mother ******* I. A.
That's where the **** y'all were
Just going about your day , while we're crying for HER
But it's cool I knew know one would be there
Cause I've noticed that people are really bad at pretending to care
So Yes I am Angry and yes I feel unwanted and forgotten, and yes I will stay sitting on the sidelines because I refuse to play with souls that are ******* rotten
M R B
Written by
M R B  Springfield, IL
(Springfield, IL)   
298
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems