It all started one day, as I recall,
Without any explanation or meaning at all,
Got blamed for something I hadn’t done,
Everyone found out and the teasing begun,
Made fun of everyday, cause society sucks,
People pretty much didn’t give 2 fucks,
I thought about killing myself, once or twice,
A knife and my wrists, and making the slice,
But one person stopped me, she came outta the blue,
Talked to me and helped me out, she was the only one who knew,
The pain and the suffering I had, the loneliness I could feel,
She turned my life around, gave it a heal,
But things don’t go away, they stick around,
Making ur life go from good to hellbound,
And I want to talk to her, I need her here,
But she’s fighting her own demons and living in fear,
So what am I to do when my friends not well,
I guess we both have to spend our lives in this hell.
In case anyone didn’t realize, I actually just made this poem up right now, and it actually tells a little story about my life.
its actually sad that we live in such a fucked up society. Just so many disorders amonst teens and shit, and basically everyone’s helpless. You can’t help a person with their disorder, they must help themselves.. and that’s the worst part about it, having to watch others suffer and not being able to do anything about it, and not even being able to help yourself.
Laying in bed
Sick as fuck
Thinking about every aspect of my entire fucking life.
I’m really not okay. I might smile at some points in the day. You’re lucky if you get to see it because usually the pain in my eyes over power any amount of reassurance I try to give people that I’m okay. I’m just trying to get through the day. I’m here but I’m hardly alive.
I’m soooo pissed. Like jesus I hate when I’m on a bus that can make it to the mall on time so I can catch my bus, but then these estupid fucking ppl feel the need to get off amd get on so by the time I get to the mall the fucking bus I need to take leaves and I’m stuck here for 20 minutes waiting for another bus when it was RIGHT THERE AND I COULDVE MADE IT. Ugh reasons why ppl piss me off
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THIS IS FUCKING ME UP
I’m tired, I’m sad, I’m angry, and I feel like everyone hates me. Again.
I don’t get people in my class who are paying basically thousands of dollars to be there, and they just talk and don’t listen. Or the people who don’t even show up. Like our class should have around 70-80 kids, usually we get around 20-30 kids… I know class can be boring and stupid at times, but hey I paid with my own hard earned money to be there, so at least I make a good attempt to make good use of the money and listen, instead of talking or goofing around during a lecture. If you guys are just gunna do that then you might as well leave.
On a side note i reached 2000 posts on here, l0l i know its not alot but its a huge accomplishment to me so im happy