You saw me,
Broken under the tree.
I sat alone,
Trying to be my own person.
Trying to live without a crutch.
But I guess you looked through me,
And saw the broken little girl I am.
I wish you hadn't scooped me up.
I wish you hadn't started caring for me.
I wish I hadn't cared for you.
You saw me cry.
You didn't know how much baggage I carried.
What I had,
You could never deal with.
The baggage I carry,
Needs someone to be around all the time.
I've been neglected.
Ive been lied to.
Ive been left out on the street to fend for myself.
Ive been left to fight other peoples battles.
I just want to be my own person.
I want to not hurt anymore.
If you see me sitting under that tree,
Don't come up,
And try to save me.
You would be trying to win a losing battle.
I dunno how to describe this.
ive been there and it didnt end well
this explains me and my friend,
Haha. Same with mine. Except we're not friends anymore.
Deep true words spoken about pain ans being alone its amazing friend well done! !!
this is a good poem i really like it
This is goes deep!
Lovely! and I think your ID of a turtle is absalutely adorable
This is really poetic.