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Jul 2014
There are so many days.
                  How do I keep track of
                                   what to feel?


I can feel happy,
                 but awful.


Beautiful, but those are the days I tend to cry.
                  and I don't cry beautifully.
There are times I'm an open book,
                  yet so closed up.


Days I feel full of myself,
                  but there are more where I wonder,
                                           "who the **** would want me?"

Maybe I should want me.
Lexi Gray
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Lexi Gray
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