“Cure”

I admit life has been cruel to me,
All what I have been thought stays with me.
But with time I let it all out,
Just stay calm before I shout.

I try to make it better to the people that here with me,
No matter what would happen to me.
I always try to help but they still keep rejecting it,
Like there was something I did wrong that didn’t fit.

With time I try to get it over and it helps,
At least it doesn’t hold me down like the kelps.
I begin a new day with a new prelude,
With something new that will change my mood.

I don’t look back to see what happened back there.
So that the people wouldn’t stare.
At the person which I was before,
At the one who has experienced the gore.

Since I realized what was wrong
I grew bigger and strong
And with all my power that I have,
I will create a cure, I will create a salve.

For the ones who feel that their lives aren’t good enough,
For the ones who think that it’s pretty rough,
To survive in their world of sorrow.
So they won’t believe that they’re hallow.

That there is always someone by their side,
No matter how many time they have cried,
And felt that nobody could help them.
So think about it really hard, after you read this poem.