Sadness

This is an old poem I wrote long ago when I was a teenager.

Cold and gray all around me as I stood
Too many evil people and hardly any good
Fights and destruction everywhere that you look
And the only love you get, comes from a book
Tears fill your eyes and fall down your face
You put your head down in disgrace
Friends that you trusted in with your life
Have hurt you bad and twisted and stabbed you in the back with a knife
Hardships and pain are the only things you feel
When no one asks you, but they instead steal
The walls that enclose you come tumbling down
People stare at you and think you're a clown
Love is only a word that is spoken
Promises that are made are forever broken
Time to lay down on your bed
Put a pillow underneath your head
And lay there as if you were dead