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Dawn Anderson Dec 2014
I feel alone
But don't know why
I don't even know if it's feeling alone
Or the frustration of not knowing
What I'm
Feeling
People always saying things like
"You look sad"
"What's wrong"
"You just aren't being yourself"
THEN WHO THE **** AM I BEING?
Because I act like myself
And no one likes it
Then I act how you want
And everyone loves me
Then there's people's actions
A gift meant for me
Given to another
I hug I need not ask for
Not given at all
So maybe I feel this way
Because I don't know who I am
Stuck between two worlds
Two lives
Only to be ripped apart
By the people I'd like to call
'My Friends'

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