Sometimes it feels like no one cares
whether I live or die.
My freinds.
Me
always on the outside....looking in.
Boyfreinds
coming, going
accepted more than I am.
Withdrawing from the group,
expelling all emotion.
I have become a shell
A former life of myself.
Quiet.
Thinking.
Keeping all comments to myself,
one day
I'll explode and you will see,
you shall see
the real me.
The real me?
Not a pleasant sight.
Sullen Angry, full of hate
aimed at the world
which I despise.
People
Endless chatter
It annoys me...
haunts me.
Sometimes I laugh,
but don't be fooled.
I am not happy.
Can't you see?
See what life has done to me?
Isolation,
how I miss it so.
So alone...so peaceful?
Atmost happy, but never quite.
I am a hollow shell whom despises all.
I feel nothing.
No love. No Joy. No Pain
I see sad in your eyes.
Don't! DO NOT pity me!
For can't you see?
This is what I was meant to be.
Author notes
way back in the something grade, i went through my worst bout of depression and of all the poetry I wrote, alas, this is all that remains. Stupid teachers, taking my papers and tearing them up!!
Written June 10th, 2006
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There is a lot of emotion in this piece but unfortunately after reading it left me feeling a little flat, now I hate do a critical review on personal pieces, but I said I would and after all that is why were are all here... Anyway, I don't mean there is no emotion, there is plenty of it, I just feel that it could be expressed differently..
The first stanza I feel could do with a little moving around
Sometimes it feels
like no one cares if I live or die.
ME!!!!!
ALWAYS on the outside....looking in.
Boyfreinds
coming, going and my friends
all accepted more than me.
Withdrawing from the group,
expelling all emotion.
I am now a shell
A former shadow of myself
This is just a thought.. Thanks for sharing and taking the time to enter................
Hugs linda -
I am glad you managed to save this one. It is full of emotion. Sometimes all we need is a little escape from life.


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