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Sep 2017
No, you don't understand
you don't get it
I like being miserable
I enjoy being ignored
I don't like talking
making friends annoys me
pain is my inspiration
you're not that cool
get over yourself already
you are all annoying
your voice brings me headaches
your eyes disturb me
you're fake to me
and not that interesting
I don't want friends
don't want to party
I prefer being alone
I'm fine at home
I don't need sympathy
I don't need friends
or comfort, or happiness
Does this sound robotic?
that's because it is
this is a machine
this way I'm hidden
my tears don't show
may pain stays inside
keeps me from hurting
keeps my heart safe
I'm use to lonely
It's pain is comforting
way better than rejection.
Kyle Dee.
Kyle Dal Santo
Written by
Kyle Dal Santo  M/Los Angeles-Chicago
(M/Los Angeles-Chicago)   
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