I'm not exactly sure where this should go as it seems it could fit under dramatic poetry also. And it's probably a bad poem to use for my YWS debut since it's not typical of my other poetry. But, it's the one I wrote most recently and so here it is. Please comment.
Ten Years Old
Tears fall so often
and fears scream so loud.
My security lost,
I don't know where I stand.
Does anyone care that I'm sitting alone?
Would anyone mind if I were suddenly gone?
I just want to go back
to when I was ten,
when I knew who I was;
knew who were my friends.
It was always so simple
to make my pains mend.
And I didn't know much
but I knew I belonged.
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