Personal Poem

Everyone Wants A Piece of Me

Everyone wants a piece of me,

Everyone wants to know

just how much I love them,

but it's hard to tell you so;

The heart that beats within me

is hard, scared, and cracked;

with a few missing pieces 

that I'm never getting back;

So I lay here cold and lonely,

thinking about of all your names

and how you cry yourselves to sleep

in horrors you shall never speak

I am not the friend I should be,

I'm selfish and I'm mean,

but love is all I want

and i want to give you the same ;

 I'm gritty and independent,

because that's the way I was raised

Trust no one, not even yourself 

and this will be what stays;

The best has still yet to come

among the bitter cold of the night

so we lean on one another

and hold each other tight.

Everyone wants a piece of me,

but truthfully I declare

there's nothing much to take

except for this tattered heart in disrepair.