You don't know what It's like to be me.
This façade I display
all you see.
You with lives so complete
think that all that they meet,
live a life just like them
but not me!
You don't know what it's like to be sad.
Dreaming of all of the things
I've not had.
Words of comfort to ease,
Words of love to just please,
someones word you can trust
Ironclad.
You don't know what it's like to feel lost.
Live a life that's been bought
at great cost.
Trusting no one you see,
no one knows the real me,
I'm an iceberg
that cannot defrost.
You don't know what it's like to just live.
People take all the time
but don't give..
Life is worthless and black
tired of trying to bounce back,
I'm just me
and I cannot forgive.
Nice poem. A lot of sadness. Consistent rhymes. Hopefully just a poem.
When you are feeling lonely such thoughts come into mind. Whatever this is a beautiful write up about what is going on in your mind. Loved the way you have inked. 'You don't know what it's like to just live. People take all the time but don't give.. Life is worthless and black tired of trying to bounce back, I'm just me and I cannotforgive.'.. is very beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lodigiana a poem that doesn't wear a mask. A poem that doesn't p u s s y-foot around. A poem pulling no punches. A poem that's warts and all. And the pic says it all, turning one's back on so called civilised society and humankind. Going it alone. But, things change. I wish you well Lodigiana and thanks for sharing. Take care. Shaun.x.