"All I do is hollar, some people hear it but don't wanna come near me. They act Like im nothing so I don't even try to be something. I hate the way people look at me like they saw a ghost but honestly I think I'm the host of all this, I stand alone, all on my own. I stick to the plan that I rehearse in the back of my mind and that is to hide. Put everything in the past and try to be happy at last but honestly I'm not having as much of a blast that people think I am. I'm nothing, not even a piece a dirt, all I ever do is try to alert but nobody listens they'd rather get hurt so I just lay back and watch the show play. I sleep all day and wake up the next night, thinking what's up with the fights I'm having? There's no right for me and my wasted body parts and this dark. I live a life that some people wish they had. I mean I go to school, i have a roof over my head, blackets and pillows to use and most importantly a family, why can't I just go back to the old me?"
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Anthony Ussery Poems
PoetryAnthony is my boyfriend and I just wanted to show everyone how his poems go... he has been through some rough shit he will be using my wattpad and if hate is shown you may not comment