Sometimes
I think to myself and wonder
How some people can live without
Emotions
Maybe when everyone is made, angels
Can
Miss a person or two, giving the missing emotions to someone else
Then, that person goes through life, more likely to be
Hurt
I think to myself
Maybe I’m this type of person
A
Wise man once said
“Just stay calm, hold your head up high, and strive to be the best
Person
You can be.”
My heart is made up of two sewn together
My emotions, half stolen from another, bubbling and boiling over the edge
I wonder how people can live without as much pain or empathy
This is what I think to myself.
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Author:
A. F. Naturality (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 14th, 2019 10:50
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem as a vent for myself. Lately, I've felt as if my emotions get the best of me and how I feel too much towards others. I hope some of you can relate to this.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
I feel you....i wonder too.
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