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Dec 2013
I'm no longer the man I once was.
I used to be respectful, kind, calm, shy and steered clear of massive social engagements.
I would talk and smile to people just so they could feel loved and never left out.
That was the me I used to know.

Now I try my hardest to be around everyone and never for the right reasons.
Now I wish that everyone around me was as full of hatred and mistrust as I am.
Now I talk to people just to have the satisfaction of manipulating them.
Now all I feel the need for is creating animosity and destroying love.
This is the me I now know.
This is the man I no longer can hold inside.
I am just a boy who wants to die.
William H L
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William H L  Logan
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