My SOuL iS BLeeDiNg

by ~***a chick***~ - Pisces

my soul is bleeding
torn and beaten
tired and worn
tired of being a woman scorned
I hate the way I feel inside
nothing to hold onto in my life
shattered dreams
worn out hopes
I only know that I cant change
everything will remain the same
I see faces I dont know
and I continue to feel alone
nod your head at the people you dont know
but inside I know you're so cold.
I need to justify the reasons I feel this way
but I cant figure that out today
so I bottle it inside watch it erupt
pick apart my soul
I'm sure you wont find much

Birth sign: Pisces
Date created: 2002-04-05 00:55:47
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:15
Poem ID: 68896

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