What is it like?
What is it like Growing up in a loving family? What is it like being wanted?
What is it like Not being depressed? I walk alone in the shadows I'm a ghost.
Always questioning myself, second guessing my actions. What is it like to have people who care?
I travel alone, I'll give you the shirt off my back with no need for anything in return.
I get used a lot, The smile that I smile is fake I haven't smiled since she's been gone .
And I can't find my smile after all this time I'm always upset
I'm always depressed. I just want someone to want me as much as I want them
This poem is about:
Me
My family