mego201

poems
Ad 2:
Ezoic
2005-01-08 02:57:23 (UTC)

Everything I can't say

Everything is like a bottle on the ocean
Floating there, lifeless
Waiting to be rescued,
Waiting to be open.
The drama that it could posses
The hateful words at home
The untrusted child
The tears shed at night...
Wishing to run away,
To somewhere,
Anything better than this.
The one that’s hated and
Who isn't perfect
Different than the rest,
Just trying to be myself,
This isn’t accepted.
Waiting for something to come along
And take me away
Anything is better than this,
Always getting checked on
Sitting there,
With a down look on my face
Everything bottled up inside
Waiting to come out.


Ad:0
Digital Ocean
Providing developers and businesses with a reliable, easy-to-use cloud computing platform of virtual servers (Droplets), object storage ( Spaces), and more.