The day is gone and the light has almost faded, oh how I wish to leave.
The world can be cruel, but is more cruel to me.
The day is slow and lonely as is the night.
As the light of day begins to fade,
my ears ring and my head pounds as I hear the screams.
Yesterday was full of fun and smiles but today is full of sadness.
They want me to feel bad, and do as they say.
They wish for me to change but they do not understand.
You can not change something that has always been that way, even if it was well hidden and locked away.
You can't change who you are, you can only pretend to be someone you are not.
The day is gone and night is here and how I wish I could leave into the night and never return, oh how I wish to leave.
-- Sun, August 13, 2017
- Catie S.
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Days of life
PoetryI'm basically going to be writing a bunch of poems about whatever. Some may be better than the others and have more emotion.
