I'm a pro love your body activist
But when I go to school
I still wanna look the most skinny and fit
I get angry because no one understands me
I don't want to get up in the morning
Facing another day not wanting to talk to anybody
But hoping they'll talk to me
Perhaps I'm just another misunderstood angsty teen
There's a bad energy inside of me
It's growing and festering
It's killing me
But I'll keep going
Because I'm still expected to be pro positivity
It feels like I'm dying
Already dead
And want to die
But these gnawing emotions are coming outside
Unlike I
Perhaps I'm just another misunderstood angsty teen
Everybody is bothering me
Sorry if I'm being mean
It's not me
I just don't want to choose being depressed
Over being angry
I'm not just a misunderstood angsty teen
This is me
This is raw emotion of somebody younger than you'd think
I've got a problem that you can't solve
I'm more than my age right now
I'm more than what you think
So stop I'm too young to be
To think
To want to be free
So somebody
Please help me
YOU ARE READING
Good ol' poems
PoetryThese poems are ALL MINE and if you want to use them PLEASE credit me. None of these are copied and are from my imagination and thoughts. None of the pictures used are mine and I do not take ANY sort of ownership for them. Enjoy :)
