A Lonely Little Story. Poem by Samlayy Broussard

It Nothing To Be Proud Of,
No Nothing At All.

To Be Seen By The World
As A Freak,
And People Treating You Like Your Weak.

I Never Could Think Positive,
I Always Looked Down
But, Now IM Standing Higher Above The Ground.

Only A Handful Miss Me Though,
Living The High Life Is
Nothing At All,
Its Seems So Glamourous So I Though Too.
But, Now I Know I Was Wrong,
And So WEre You.

Tell Me How To Get My Life Back,
Its Something I Cant Erase
My Heart I Hold On My Sleeve
The One Pleasant But Not Pleased.

Just Tell me What To Do,
So I Can Get Through To You

But Im Telling You This
Because I Changed My Mind,
This Mistake I Made By Following You,
Ruined All I Once Knew,

But Thanks For Showing Me What Not
To Do.