Lost and confused

My first shot at poetry, or whatever that this is. -.-


You look at me, I shed a tear and smile
for its you, for whom I smile
If only you knew what was on my mind,
the cries that brought me sleepless nights
my wishes, unfulfilled and knifed
I lie on my bed with a pointless thought,soon come its end, is what i wish for.


quiet like the dead, i stand recluse
moving like the sand, i wish i was
the truth is im stuck in the past

in the times when i was content and strong
i stand still with no strength to fight
soon come its ends, is what i wish for.