I see you
Walking,
But to no one
Talking,
You're all by yourself in the street.
Just lonely
And tormented,
Mad and
Demented,
Why do you torture yourself and not eat?
You shed
Several tears,
Through the
Isolated years,
Was it so hard to say what was wrong?
You go out
And take tunes,
Sitting underneath
The moons,
And you sing to the lyrics of a song.
You have no friends
Or a life,
You're wont leave
Without a knife,
Is it right to be scared of you?
You sit alone
Crying,
While slowly
You're dying,
But you don't know what else to do.
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Just some naive teenage girl writing poems with no confidence... O_o Ed sheeran, the hunger games, all time low, the midnight beast and other stuff is basically my life. Ps I'm sorry I'm not good at being sociable. :)
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