UntitledA Poem by Warped PerceptionsI give up. No matter what I do, it's never good enough. I can't make anyone happy... Least of all myself. I feel like I'm doomed-- Doomed to a life Of pain and misery. From birth to grave Nothing will ever be right, Nothing will ever be okay. I try to be good, I try to be everything. But it's never okay, And I'll always be nothing. How do I fix it? What's the solution? People say I'm loved... Still I sit here lonely. The tears I cry are in vain, There's nothing for me. Never has been, Never will be. I have come to expect nothing more... © 2010 Warped Perceptions |
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Added on January 21, 2010 Last Updated on January 21, 2010 |

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