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The Pain called Love
People, they think know me
But deep down inside they don't know nothing about me
I sit in my room wondering why I am here.
But I know why.
I know I should get up and leave
But that person's emotions keep me here.
I question myself over and over.
What am I? Who am I?
Am I a girl who is sweet and innocent or am I a girl who kills and steals?
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
I see a girl so innocent and sweet but deep down inside this girl is not so innocent and sweet
But a cold blooded killer and a thief.
I always seem to make up my mind and start to walk out the door.
But then I think of that person and a sharp pain burns in my chest.
What is this pain?
I know this is love.
But why does it hurt so bad?
Maybe because I've never felt love.
I learned how to love from that person.
I try to teach my friend to love others
But so many things she has gone through that
Which as scared her so badly.
I try to heal her wounds
But she always rejects me.
I know how she feels I was the same way.
But if I give her love maybe just maybe
She will feel the pain called LOVE.

i wrote this poem because i did things that i was not suppose to be doing. i was out on the streets taking care of me and olny me but then somebody took me in and helped me. they taught me how to love. I thank that person for teaching me. i try to teach other people who have been hurt or just feel like they don't belong in this world. This poem is dedicated to anybody and everybody who has and hasn't felt The Pain called Love. and yes i know the poem doesn't rhyme none of my poems do.