Emotionless.

these last few poems may not be the best but they definatly are a look into what i used to think of myself and how i've grown from then to now and i feel that is very important to share.

She's the emotionless one,
she doesn't cry, she doesn't feel,
She's just living life without one,
but why does she need one anyway?

No one pays attention to her but
what is there to pay attention to?
just a girl without a vioce

or at least one nobody listens to.

She'd rather read her books then be falsely
comforted by false friends who don't really care
She like a dirty room hard to get into, full of garbage
and desprate for a good clean out but without
a strong garbage bag to hold all the junk it
just spills everywhere all to see and hear.

all her so called friends make her cry at night,
she trys her hardest to fight them back but never can,
they make fun of her they don't know what they do to her
emotions and she'll never tell them, cause she doesn't cry.
(out loud)

Author's Note

ignore grammer. do the emotions here show?

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[hershey's kiss]

-crys-
I LOVE YOU GRACIE!!!

i'll be your garbage bag... =]
[that part did seem a little like a run-on sentence, but it still made sense. to me at least]

- hershey's kiss