I’m lost
But priceless,,
I myself are no cost
I’m broken why ? Because I had a big heart
I’m in so many pieces, I’m scattered So apart
I used to know my own road
I cried so many tears kept Wipeing them away
But Still I tried to smile
I told myself I’m strong,, of course Im indenial
Because truth is ,,Really I wasn nothing of such
I’d lost self worth, I wasn’t myself, I wasn’t to value but from the start I wasn’t ever owt much
I stand still and I hear my mind
I walk along to the rytham of my heart knowing I’m one of the kind
But one of the kind was never owt best
Lifes always a struggle to me it’s another test ,,
But what do u do when the tests keep coming
U can’t hide or keep running
U pause to change how u think u crave to have peace and crave to be put to rest
But some how u exsist u got through so there’s another shitty test
- Author: Michele milenkovic (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 23rd, 2022 14:19
- Comment from author about the poem: My reality
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