Is this why you need me,
To overturn the stagnant pail?
To simply bleed wisdom and knowledge,
Donating what it's worth?
See in between the bugs in the code
And sort
them
out
Do you know how
it's so funny,
To search the broken ship?
They'll tell you this is normal,
They'll tell you it's called helping
But that's not how it works,
When they're the ones ruining the painting
You can't tell me you
I'm weird,
Then come ask me for help
Just becuase I'm empathetic
Doesn't mean
I'll always come when you yelp
So tell me is this normal,
So tell me is this helping
It's not how that works,
You can't tell me I'm strange then
expect me to support you
That's not how this works
Boundaries are still
Such a thing
Next time you want me to support you
Go think about what you are to do.
YOU ARE READING
Poems I made
PoetryThe poems I make up both in the bathroom and during school/study time (oh god the first few are the worst)[This is mostly for me to keep track of my poetry progress and how many poems I've made]
