Ruined World

The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Secretly watching as they
Gossip about me.

The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Making up lies
To try and be popular.

The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
As I think and wonder
Why do I live
In this ruined world?

From: 
Michael Yuan




ABOUT THE POET ~
I like to write about poetry that expresses about life, hatred, depression and all kinds of topics like that. I write these things to show that nothing is fair and that we should be lucky to be who we are. Also, I'm rather young (early 10's) and am Asian :)


Last updated February 06, 2013