misrable dayz

when every one looks happy and you know you have to lie..
you want to sit alone in a corner while holding yur knee`s and wanting to cry...
every day is dark though the sun seems to light it up
you waiting for the moon to just come out and block it..
people are fake knowing the trails when then trail lead to you
you know youve got nothing to do..

Every things grey

i thought i could make it..
while the sky was so grey
thinking that would happen
just for today
having no clue what your saying
while think your a copier
not know the day
that your in is grey

Fake
Everything is happy
every thing is sad
though if you had my life
you would think its pretty bad
i think every one hates me
that is my family and friends
but i cannot tell them
they just wont understand
while i make these poems
they dont think i am real
that is my family and friends
but that right there
i just will never understand




NOTE
These poem explaine how i feel
i am really taking this seriously so plz take me seriously