I sit here,
alone in these woods.
Waiting for you to find me.
I sit here,
afraid of the dark,
and the creachers within it.
I sit here,
crying my own blood,
because I am hurt.
I waited.
And waited,
and waited.
But you never came.
Suddenly,
I am found.
But not by the person I was hopping for.
I am covered with a blanket,
kept safe and warm,
untill my mother comes for me.
We drive home in silence,
as thought I wasn't even there.
As my life caries on,
I recieve no reply from you.
You greet me at school,
like everythings ''alright.''
You smile with happieness that has no emotion.
Once again I sit here,
alone in these woods,
not waiting for you or anyone else who doesn't care about me.
I wait to discover the real me.
I sit here,
with a grin,
because I know who I am.
I sit here crying normal tears,
because I am happy.
These are the true words of my true emotions. Discover the real me by reading more of my poeitry when I put more up.
