Different (2011)

Maybe I'm no good after all,

Maybe I'm actually broken,

Maybe I'm just too different,

Maybe all I'm doing is pretending,

After all...

Some days I just want to die,

Everyday I fight the urge,

To just end it all...

Maybe I find myself wondering,

Why I keep going,

Why I bother at all.

Some days I think I'm broken,

When I see how normal people interact,

-Because I don't seem to get it,

I can't seem to really let people in,

And get close with them...

Mentally and physically withdrawn,

I shy away,

And keep things from my closest friends...

Maybe I really am too different,

Maybe I'm no good after all...

Some days I just want to die,

Some days I find myself wondering,

Why I bother with love,

Why I bother with life,

After all...

Maybe I should have given up on you,

Long ago...

I didn't though,

Can't move on,

Can't stop myself from feeling this way,

After all;

I'm just too different...


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Emo, angsty gothic love stories, mostly some kind of poetry. A passion I didn't know I had until I was about 21. Something that I have been doing mostly consistently ever since. My pen name is Belasrose, my online name is Caerid Lock.
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