vorige gedicht
volgende gedicht
vorige gedicht
volgende gedicht
It remains
That feeling of pain,
knowing they don't like me.
Wanting to pay them for it,
But the pain remains free.
Hard times are killing me.
They really break me down.
Can't show you how.
I feel like a fucking clown.
Almost have no friends,
or loved ones.
I'm one lonely boy.
I'll keep remaining in stress.
I want to leave it behind me.
Start building on my dreams.
But that is not,
how it seems.
Reacties op ‘It remains’
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And your beautiful poems remains
Bi-proud-of-you - 12-01-2014 om 23:51