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Jun 2014
So I’ve become that pessimistic thing everyone loves to hate in the world.

I kinda like to take the pain full front and so other people don't have to feel it.

I'll spend however long I have to trying to make people feel better and be happy ,  because I would never want anyone to be as sad as I've been and am.

I don’t mind it because when someone looks at you who knows you and tells you that your favourite colour is black  (which isn’t actually a colour) I realize I’m this idealistic cliché of a cynic.

Everyone’s grown comfort in the cynical outlook I have and wont ask me to change.
” Because that’s how she’s always been”

“She’s always broken and destructive, that’s just her”

"She's always a mess"


Believe it or not I wasn’t always like this but I must admit I struggle to remember times when I wasn't like this
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