I'm fed up of it all.
I'm fed up of the hurt.
I'm fed up of being criticised constantly.
I'm fed up of you.
Because you hurt me and don't even realise it. Because you criticise me whenever you get the chance to, because you are always contradicting me, because you always have to be right even when you're wrong, because you always have to be perfect compared to me, because I always have to have so many faults in my stars... No. There not stars, there comets. Comets destroy. My comets destroy what I touch. I'm clumsy. I'm an idiot. I don't think. I'm mean. I'm bossy. I'm to expressive about my opinion. I need to shut the hell up!
You hurt me and you don't notice.
I'm fed up of holding it in so no one sees, so you don't see.
I'm fed up of smiling all the time when all I want to do is cry.
I'm fed up of being strong and brave because my heart is going to explode. I can't hold it in anymore. I hardly cry because you're always around. I hardly cry because I feel pathetic. I hardly cry and I know that all the tears I force back in are still in there, drying and dying.
I'm fed up of hiding the hurt. I don't want to play hide and seek anymore, because you're not seeking to find what's hurting me. I'm the only one playing and I'm fed up of it. I quit. I quit playing this stupid game. I don't want to hide anymore. Hide and Seek is over. You are hurting me. I need you to see my pain. Open your eyes.
YOU ARE READING
I am SAD
Poetry"Learning I had Social Anxiety Disorder was hard and terrifying. Knowing I have depression too is killing me." __________________ Random stuff I write when no one is looking... I'm 20 and I have social anxiety disorder and depression...
