Life is tough & it's rough.
When it stops, nobody knows,
even when it still flows.
People ask how I'm doen,
there not sure, if I'm foolen.
I can be twice as nice,
I can be a mean machine.
Nobody knows how I feel,
even when it's real.
It's like honestly,
who cares right? Wrong!
People do care, but who?
When you're lonely,
you want friends,
but it hurts when it bends.
Life doesn't matter,
even when people chatter.
In : Poetry