Random Junk I Guess

a poem.

My friends are all sad, what should I do?

I'll listen to their problems, I'll make them smile too!

They all seem happy now, good job me!

But the smile on my face comes with a fee.

Life has been getting more stressful and annoying and just downright bad.

I wouldn't be lying if I said it made me sad.

A disappointment, a shadow in the corner, a thing to laugh at.

An idiot, someone who hates to talk about her problems like a scaredy-cat.

I tell people my worries, but... Do they care?

They say I'll be fine, to get over it, to stop complaining, and so my smile I must bare.

This smile of mine, it's just one big lie.

It says I'm happy when I'd much rather die.

Sometimes I wonder if that's the best thing to do.

I tell myself that's ridiculous, but then comes voice two.

This one, She reminds me of my worthlessness and how my smile looks too fake.

She tells me to either end it or continue living this life, a tough decision to make.

What if I could take off my head?

What if I never got out of bed?

What if a knife found its way into my heart?

It would tear my friends apart...

I'll continue on, with my smile so fake.

I'll keep going, but only for their sake.

"Would it even change anything? You don't matter at all."

I may be stupid and quiet and small...

But I still have to give out a laugh and a smile.

Even if I suffer alone all the while.

There's always the voice, and She will bring me down...

But there's also the people I have to save from a frown.

I talk too much.

I rant too much.

I drive people away.

I snap at them.

I try to get help from them.

I just annoy everyone.

Sometimes I wonder if people hate me.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm only kept around for laughs.

I'm horrible.

I'm awful.

I hate myself.

I hate how I ruin everything.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll try to stop talking about this stuff.

It's annoying.

:)