I sit on my bed and let the tears fall
Hoping and praying that someone would call
Yet the phone remains silent and I don't hear my name
So I stay in my room so that I can hide my pain

The single life is over rated,
I really must say.
No one to talk with, to tell about my day
My friends think I'm happy while I cry inside
They think that I have the best life that a person can have

But that's not true
I just know how to hide
The emptimess and pain that I hold deep down inside
So it's another weekend and things are the same
I'm at home with the girls and I'm going insane
Weekend Trauma
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By: Charlisa P. C. Cooper
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