I dont know what im doing
breathing deep not easy
as the drips keep hitting the
solid white page
first making there way down my face
im confused.
Am i loved
do i want to be loved back
im not sure
wetting the page.
as i soaks and crinkcles
its not easy being me
lights flasing as people call
i dont wanna be desprete
refusing the calls
the people that used to be
there at least say they
would be
arent there anymore
lost in love.
im hurt.
Erin Hanson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unloved-2/
