Part of me
Rosa Robins
This is me The one who is blamed Every time that something happens People close their eyes on me and just get away You say that I'm scary You're right to be scared After all I'm the girl who was never praised For who she truly was Everyone wanted her to change You don't need to compare me to whomever you think you know I know that I'm not flawless But you don't need to remind it to me Whenever I'm trying to keep my silence Keep glaring at me so that I can regret everything I say that I don't care But deep inside I'm breaking I close my eyes and watch my heart bleed I keep it all inside me I don't want to scream The wounds are healing But I know the scars would always remain And I'm sure I'm not gonna forget How I said nothing and let all these things hurt Here I am again Lost deep inside me I'm still searching for the part of me that one day I swore I'm not going to let anyone reach
2018-09-27 10:53:07
11
1
Коментарі
Упорядкувати
  • За популярністю
  • Спочатку нові
  • По порядку
Показати всі коментарі (1)
shadowlinxxx morgan
Aww fab💕
Відповісти
2020-04-25 17:16:19
Подобається
Інші вірші поета
A part of the love you had lost
Інші поети
typeof null
@heavens_are_fake
Схожі вірші
Всі
Я граю лише уві снах...
Nadine Tikhonovitch
Я граю лише уві снах, Гітару, мов тебе, обіймаю, І пісня стара на вустах, Що в серці болем лунає. Я граю лише уві снах, Мелодію, давно що забута, І печаль в блакитних очах — Мій жах і муза, мій смуток. Я граю лише для тебе, Хоч знаю, що плід ти уяви, І біль губить нестерпний — Я гину, а пісня лунає... Я граю мелодію ніжну Та бігти хочеться геть, Як чую солодку я пісню: Вона нагадає про смерть... Бо вона серце зворушить І змусить згадати тебе, Ну нащо грати я мушу І палати мертвим вогнем? Поховавши, я присяглася, Що забута гітара — ось так, Бо пісня для тебе лилася... Я граю лише уві снах...
131
25
5513
Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
shadowlinxxx morgan
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
45
8
4251