the truth
 

I’m sitting here,
Trying to write a poem.
I want to write a poem,
About my true feelings,
but it seems so hard…
How do I have to explain to you,
That I feel so worse,
So worse I could kill myself…
I wish I didn’t had to go trough this,
but I guess I have no choise…
I hope you never stop believing,
‘cause if you stop,
I think I will not survive this…
It’s too hard to show what’s inside,
too hard to let you know the truth.
I try to out all my frustrations,
but I just do it the wrong way.
Why are some people so rude to me,
why they look at me so strange?
They don’t seem to believe a word I say…
It’s just not fair!!
I don’t deserve this, I know.
I’m to good to let this happen.
Pls, I really need you at the moment,
So, I hope you see the truth, even if I don’t say a word…