Drama

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Drama
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It’s people like you,

That drive me insane.

That make me punch and scream,

And cause myself pain.

Im just a hormonal teenager,

With a life full of doubts,

That’s where the knife comes in.

I slice up and down,

And in and out.

All there is, is drama,

And many different boys.

But they don’t want to be sentimental.

All they want,

Is for you to be their toys.

They kiss and hug you,

And say they’ll think about stuff.

But instead they go flirt,

And they can never get enough.

Even when people point out,

What your doing right there.

You say you’re no doing nothing,

And that I shouldn’t care.

So I pretend nothing’s wrong,

And I don’t see you with them,

But inside Im falling apart,

And I’ll never know,

When it’ll end.

What I see

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What I see is that everybody’s a hater
What I see is that people don’t care about each other
What I see is that… I’m hurting people of my own kind
People enjoying each day
People died each day
People crying each day
I’m not suited in this world
I’m not from this world
I’m not going to live anymore
What’s life all about?
What’s life problem?
What’s life supposed to mean?
I won’t make it
I won’t be loved
I won’t be surviving anymore
Who needs me?
Who cares about me?
Who would I save my life for instead of me?
People don’t care
People never see
People are blind
Crying is everywhere
Darkness is everywhere
Loneliness is everywhere
What I see is that everybody’s a hater
What I see is that people don’t care about each other
What I see is that… I’m hurting people of my own kind
My life…
Is better off to be dead than living.
Those who are around me don’t care
If I live or die