I've been broken so many times. I've been lied to just as many. Disappointed now my soul doesn't feel. The pain and hurt but I can heal. Neglected by the friends that are close to me. I am unloved my soulmate will never relate to me. I am intelligent however the looking glass reflects I am not. My dreams are painful. My life criticize. Expectations are mounting to the level of my tear filled eyes. I hope to love the tabloid said I can't. Dark clouds of rain follow me, now I'm dripping wet. Fell in love yesterday my landlord increased the rent. My bed is made of wood and the termites ate and went. I am never happy smiling from the inside out. Life is a beautiful treasure my pocket holds fifty cents. I am a well behaved student the reports written was stained with red ink. Don't be alarmed when I walk then I skip, I am broken and it doesn't make sense. Painful reality.
© Daniel Mason