sometimes i feel as though,
i have no true value to me,
i mean,
it just seems,
god puts so much damn pressure on me,
he just wants me to always be unhappy,
i know i sound like a stupid sob story,
but you dont know my story,
to you,
pain and suffering,
are frowned upon,
with me i have open arms,
ive seen and experience too much pain,
suffering,
and hostility,
thats all i am,
and have become,
friends say im selfish and depressing,
my parents say i need professional help,
i say i need a hug,
if you see me,
and first meet me,
i may seem cold and intimidating,
but once you know me,
and my story,
im actualy pretty fun to be around,
im not all depressing,
but i have my moments,
where i need that shoulder to cry on,
without being judged,
sometimes i just need,
a friendly hug,
how about you?
do you need one too?
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just a little something
Poetryeverything in this book is original. i come up with all myself. i dont do the whole "rights reserved" thing, but just dont steal my stuff.