My Surroundings Poem by Victoria Black

I look at my surroundings,
The paintings and pictures,
Some are good some are bad,
Some are happy and some are sad,
They are doing sports or dancing,
Others are kissing or singing,
I wish I could be one of those happy people again,
Singing and dancing everyday,
But I find myself depressed and deceived,
I long to have a perfect life,
But find myself empty handed,
The only happiness I receive is from my one and only love,
The rest are all just a grieve,
But I never get to see him,
So I will always be deceived and grieving for the rest of eternity,
I will always have problems of my own that no one will ask about,
I will always be my best friends shadow,
No one will notice my leave,
They’ll all carry on without my heave.