Myself, written October 16/17, 2014
I hate myself,
Majority of the day
Few friends
No future
No one that actually cares
Yeah, that's my day
Miserable
No one cares if I be present
No cares given
No shortage of ignorance
I'm invisible
If I died
Would anyone notice?
No, they're too busy to see me
The teachers, yeah, roll call
That's it
May as well just have my voice removed
No one hears
No one listens
No one cares
No one—
Nothing.
YOU ARE READING
A Few Dumb Poems
PoetrySome poems from my writing, and possibly any I find while on the internet. Please consider reading.
