Cry, Something I don’t want to do I rather have someone else cry While I hug them Telling them everything Is gonna be alright
Sadly I’m the one crying and no one is hugging me And telling me those words I want to tell others I’m just alone in my little bit of mist So thick to others But I can see through my **** So well I’ve grown used to it It’s basically a part of me
It’s there Even if I turn my back on it Sadly it’s there more than my friends Sadly it’s there more than my joy Sadly it’s my sad friend who won’t leave Unlike my “good” and “loyal” friends Who said they be there for me at My darkest moment Instead they caused that darkness By leaving me in dark To rot and fade out of existence
My tears could just be The refill to your drink For you can relax While I fall deeper in the drain
you gave me joy You do have the right To take that away But you didn’t have to take bits of me As well...
I listened to some deep music so I decided to make a poem about being broken and crying since I’m a Glob of Gloom who never knows how to bloom from his cacoon. I hope you enjoy❤️