Poem [Untitled]

Closed off in the walls of despair,

Broken beyond the question of repair.

Frustration like hell creeped out of her wounds,

But she remained firm, and held her ground.

Often she wondered, 'why is life so unfair?'

All she longed for was some love and some care.

Sleeping to the melody of her own cries,

As for years she was fed with some wonderful lies.

Hi there. So the thing is, I just wrote a poem, classy right? This poem, is my first attempt to write something serious. All this time I have been writing some stupid stuff. I remember I wrote something in Punjabi once, I shalt post that once I find it. So back to the topic, sorry I ramble a lot, this is my first attempt on a serious poem. I hope you like it and yes I know it's really short. Ok bye. <3

Beginning

Today on 5/23/2013, I, Shiza Binte Wasim, start my blog. What's with everyone and their blogs you ask? I don't know either. All I know is that I love writing, though I have been told that I am poor at narrating stories or whatever that means. Think of this as a place to vent out. I don't even care if no one reads it at all.
This is just me writing small bits of my life and how I see things. Who knows, the ideas may serve as an inspiration to someone. Blekh, that's least likely to happen.
Anyway, there goes the stupid introduction.
I don't have much to say, holidays kill my creativity.