How did this all go so differently?
Why can’t I do what they ask of me?
They beg and they plead,
Be the person we need,
But I fail and give up so easily.
I wanted to be someone great,
To never know anyone’s hate,
But I crashed and I burned,
Losing all that I yearned,
And now I must accept my fate.
I thought that I could do good,
Help others the way that I should,
I offered help to friends,
Who all left in the end,
So I guess I just misunderstood.
I wanted to be liked and welcome,
I didn’t expect such venom,
From the friends I held dear,
They attacked without fear,
Thrusting my life into bedlam.
I feel such a failure now,
I suppose I just didn’t know how,
To do what they wanted,
It seemed so distorted,
So I’ll manage alone, somehow.
- Author: Heather Harrisson ( Offline)
- Published: January 29th, 2019 19:26
- Category: Sad
- Views: 19
- Users favorite of this poem: Mads
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.