Poems and Crap

Help Me

I try my best to fit in but it feels like I'm going in circles again and again. I feel like no one understands me. I ask people to just leave me be. Some one needs to help me out into the light. I am weak and have no reason to fight. The darkness pulls me closer. Some people think I'm a poser. I am falling to deep. I'll land in this big heap. I try try try. But I will always just want to die. This is how my story goes.