Why do I have to get sad in the worst of times?
Almost little thing you do, brings me down.
I've been demoted from something to nothing.
And just as things are okay again
I realize nothings okay at all.
And the stress is too much
and I'm too easily overwhelmed.
And I aggravate, everyone I'm around.
While there's nothing nice to be found.
I just annoy everyone,
that's what I know.
And I hate it when
I just go with the flow.
Too much anxiety
Too much anger.
Too much disapproval
and too much disappointment.
Too much everything.
I'd like to be invisible,
for a while.
Nobody would notice,
but at least then I can lie in the corner
and not get judged for it.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poetry[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
