Broken
You see your friends walking down the street
Expressionless faces. Emotions are more than skin deep.
People refuse to talk, Why not open up to me?
How can i help with the pain when i get stood on
Am i the doormat everyone see's me as?
What am i to do!
How can i help you when all you do is lie
Keep searching my heart, i try to find answers
Whilst searching there all i find are more questions.
What
Where
When
WHY!
When people ignore thier problems all that is left are questions.
All you can do is hope
All you can do is pray
All you can do is give advice that someone might not take.
People care too much and leave themselves open
When someone comes in, see's vulnerability and strikes
It leaves you mending a shattered heart
A broken vessel.
You see the broken vessel and realise
Your weakness is, You care too much.
"This is one of 4 of my poems. If i get good feedback ill post more. Bit shy is all. Okay Thanks."
