-
Tap tip tap tap…
I’m sitting here behind the glass.
Yes, I was sitting there,
And you didn’t know what you were laughing at.
Every day I login, behind my digital mask.
Writhing in pain, but you can’t see that.
My screen name is cute, and my Avi is exciting,
But you didn’t know who you were laughing at.
Click click clickity clack,
My identity is not unknown,
But my feelings remain un-shown,
Yet you didn’t know what you were laughing at.
My friends, both real and fake,
Stand up to the fun you make,
My tears are dry, I refuse to cry
And behind it all are your lies.
Tip tap, clickity clack,
Now you know what you’re laughing at.
- by PurpleHeartOfPain |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 07/17/2008 |
- Skip
- Title: Tip tap
- Artist: PurpleHeartOfPain
-
Description:
This poem is about... well, I'll let you decide that. I am not going to dicect it and I hope you won't eithier.
- Date: 07/17/2008
- Tags: sadbullybullies
- Report Post
Comments (3 Comments)
- Decaying Corpses - 01/01/2009
-
you say it's a poem,but it's in the fiction area.
even though it is it's very good.
if i had to vote i would put 4/5 just because you put it in fiction. - Report As Spam
- rag21181071358116 - 01/01/2009
-
OMG!!!!!
id give you a 5 for sure if you were voting
i really liked it, pleaese contact me if you have any more to share - Report As Spam
- DarionAOD - 01/01/2009
- Thats Awsome
- Report As Spam