I am a disappointment to life.
My family thinks I am a disappointment only because I don’t get good enough grades and I’m not prefect or because I’m bi, and because I cut.
My teachers look at me in a disappointed look everyday.
All my classmates think I’m a disappointment only because I’m not a sporty person. All I want to be is a cheerleader.
I think I’m a disappointment, not good enough, fat.
There is only one boy that thinks I am not a disappointment, and thats my boyfriend.
He thinks I am perfect, but I don’t.
I am just a huge disappointment to life.
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I am worthless
PoetryMy story is made up of depression poems I made. TRIGER WARNING