spoken word ; my life

my life wasnt right

all i wanted to do

is grab a knife and

leave it all behind

thinking it would make

things right...not knowing

that i was gonna hurt the people  I love .

 

I couldn't take all the words ,

they were saying to me  , I let

it all in thinking it was gonna end but it never

did...people laughed which made me cry.

making me wanna end my life , so many

times underneath this smile is a crying soul

for help , looking every where there was no one

left so i looked right but still no one

 

Even though  the words wasn't right

I still tried to fight and hide the tears

from my eyes , and think of my bestfriend friend words

which made me smile even though i didnt believe

I  still had a dream, that one day ill be happy .

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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