Everyone is just going on my nerves
I try and tell them to stop
But they only continue jumping on my mind
And it's so fucking hurting me right now
I tell someone who I think should understand
But they don't listen to me
Or they tell me that I should be the one
To know how to deal it myself
I stay there
Now locked in my room
I cry silently
Everyone's so immature
I try and explain my problems
But does anyone even listen to them?
Does anyone even care how I feel?
That's why I keep everything to myself
"That's all just in your head."
"That's just puberty, darling."
"That's nothing you should worry about."
"It's just a phase, honey."
It's NOT all in my head!
It's NOT just puberty!
It's my mental health!
And it's NOT going to pass next to me like everything!
I have to deal with so much
And yet nobody wants to help
Sometimes I just want to run away
Why did I become mature at such a young age?
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In The Soul Of A Broken Heart
PoesíaJust some random poetry I wrote while being bored or depressed. 👍 Also cover drawing is not mine. It's from my friend @Emeyya. Highest rankings: 2# in depressedpoetry 1# in brokensoul 14# in brokenheart 3# in randompoetry 6# in deeppoems
