Do you really love me?
do I make you proud?
I can't tell the difference
your actions are clear and loud.
I ran out of solutions
I ran out of things to say
my opinion doesn't matter
why, do they treat me this way.
they always point there fingers
and shine there lights on me
turning me into this person
that I tried so hard not to be.
I am always in the wrong
in there watchful eyes
everything I say and do
is full of hate and lies.
they should take a look in the mirror
and the reflection that they see
here they see the real problem
it has nothing to do with me.
bobby kramer jr.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unspoken-feelings/
