Dying

Another sad poem...just 'cause.

I'm tired of trying, 

Sick of crying, 

I know I've been smiling, 

But inside I'm dying. 

You say I'm always happy, 

And that I'm good at what I do, 

But what you'll never realize is, 

I'm a pretty good actress too. 

I refuse to feel anything at all, 

Refuse to slip, refuse to fall, 

I can't be weak, can't stand still, 

Watch your back, 'cause no one else will.

My time has come, and so I'm gone. 

To a better place, far beyond. 

I love you all as you can see. 

But it's better now, because I'm free. 

Author's Note

please do not copy

Reviews

[Forgotten Soldier]

Wow Charlie. I feel that way sometimes, like right now. People often know they have something wrong with them, but no one else wants to know what's wrong. People then hide their feelings.

[Honey]

awesome sauce workings dear charelita
dying is kinda terrible sometimes.... sorry, cant offer much insight here >.>