Poem on how I feel sometimes not all the time..






People who see no other problem but their own

close their eyes to reality and shelter themselves from

hurt.

Those people who never ask "how are you?" or "whats wrong?".

Those people who swear that their the only ones feeling

these emotions...

this pain...

Those who dont care what you say,when you said it and how

but,

at the end of the day

they look in the mirror and I think to

myself....


What am I turning into?

Emmalie

that's good. i feel that way to sometimes.

Ack. It's all too similar. I like the free verse - very unique.

^ like kathleen say about the free verse ^^;; even tho i was way out of the line to understand how to read your poem LOL, but it's ok i think i got it >.<;; i think?