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Dec 2021
Who am I really?
Will I ever know?
                                                           ­              Whose hiding behind the mask?
                                                           ­               I don't think I'll ever let it show.
One day maybe I'll be okay
But today just isn't that day.
                                                            ­                 Who knew I could still bleed,
                                                          ­                 Who knew I could be so weak
I'm just ready to say goodbye
Life ***** and I don't wanna live.
Broken Pieces
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Broken Pieces  17/F/Looking for home🛣️
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