Sitting alone
All on your own
A cake of sorrows
The cake that you’ll save for tomorrows
Crying at your pity party
You feel so sorry
Not for anyone but yourself
The cake of tears sits on your shelf
Your party hat looks so flat
As your feet rub on the mat
Tears are falling
But you are just stalling
You were a mask of lies
Making sure nobody sees through your disguise
Oh how pitiful you are trying too hard
But you’ll never discard the mask you wear
You’re at a point of no return
You have gone off the deep end and in turn no one trusts you
That's the sad truth of your little pity party
You say you're sorry
Apologies apologies apologies apologies apologies apologies apologies apologies
Forgive and forget right
Right...
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Author:
Susanne (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 5th, 2022 09:22
- Comment from author about the poem: Hi there today is my birthday! So I thought I would post this poem.
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Comments2
Man, there's a lot of hurt in this poem. A little betrayal with salt thrown in the wounds.
You are so old now - 13. Doh! heehee.
But you have hardly started your life. lol.
Yes I am very young still and I look forward to enjoying the rest of my lifeļ¼
You having your cake AND eating it, as they say?! lol.
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