I can't complain,
I won't speak,
I can't cry,
I can't appear weak,
I only have bad days,
The good ones are always fake,
I'm always wrong, never right,
The voices are here every night,
Don't ask,
Just tell,
Wear all black,
Look depressed,
Keep your eyes open,
The darkness will eat you up inside otherwise,
I don't have lightness in me, just dark,
Like my soul, my life,
This world would be better without me,
I don't know who to trust, what to like,
Maybe there's someplace better just for me,
I can isolate,
I'll stay away,
No one to talk to,
I'm already mentally insane,
Nothing will stop it,
Wear pink,
Look pretty,
Fuck you to that I say,
Why can't I look handsome?
Why can't I wear blue?
Blue is for boys, and pink is for girls,
NO IT FUCKING ISN'T,
No one is saying that calm down,
WHY SHOULD I LISTEN NOW?
IS IT BECAUSE I'M YELLING?
YOU DON'T WANT ME NEAR YOU?!
I'M TOO LOUD?? I'M TOO WEIRD!?
These thoughts are in my head,
I can't think straight anymore,
I want to push someone, shove them,
Punch the wall so hard my hand starts to bleed,
Well can't do that,
I don't feel pain,
All I feel is darkness,
I feel alone, miserable,
There's no life in me anymore,
I'm not in control,
I AM,
No, 4 people are.
YOU ARE READING
Focus Henry
PoetryIdk what the hell this is. I'm just gonna write what comes to mind. This is probably going to be a entry that has a lot of parts, I don't know how many exactly, I just know that it will go on for a while.
