SilhouettesThe sounds echo in my head,Of everyone aronund meor is anyone really there,I can't see any faces just their silhouettes,I feel like I'm getting smallerlike I'm not really here,Everyone passes around melike they can't see that I'm there,Can you hear me,Can you see me,Can you feel my lonesome pain,Can you help me,Can you save me,or will you just pass me here in vain,Silhouettes pass around me,Looking, talking and not giving a care,Walking on me and through me,mocking me in their pairs,Walking two by two,Pointing, laughing never even stoping,My heart feels so impaired.The Silhouettes
I am ....I am .... NothingThis Should be a poem aboutHow strong I am What I've been throughAnd what I've endored How it's made me strongerAnd how my heart keeps beating on How they try to break me downBut I just keep holding onBut in truth I am ..... NotI break down every change Iget Every mistakes feels just likea kick Messing up not just me lifebut others to I can't help it I am..... Just a dumb ass foolI am... NothingDon't tell me otherwiseDon't say that I'll get strongerDon't tell me to dry my eyesthat it won't last any longer &
My skin A chocolate Brown My skinIt makes me who I amdifferent from others yet still the same My skinIt is filled with the scars from my childhoodBringing back memories everytime I see them My skinIt lowers peoples expections of memaking me want to work harder My skinIt shows where we've come fromand how far we're gonna go My skinIt is a rich chocolate brown" The darker the chocolate the richer the taste" My skinIt is what I'm most proud ofIt is what makes me, me.
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