"Monster"
I'm tired
Tired of crying
Tired of trying
Tired of lying
Tired of dying in the inside
Tired of living
Tired of giving
Tired of breathing
Tired of biting back
Every damn word
Tired of slipping
Tired of gripping
Onto anything and everything
As tightly as I can
I'm so tired of falling short
Of their standards of a "human"
And being called a monster
Because I am angry
That I cannot do anything right
Because I am moody
I apologize for my mental disorders
Next time I'll make sure they don't inconvenience you
Because I am fiery
I can't help how I was raised
Because I have an opinion
But... Wasn't it you...
Who told me to voice it?
I'm sorry I'm such an inconvenience
I'm sorry I'm such a pain
I'm sorry I'm such a curse
I'm sorry I'm so broken
I'm sorry
For being such a
Monster
YOU ARE READING
All The Words I Couldn't Say
PoesiaA book of poetry. Essentially a rant book in poetry form that is for everyone except the person who needs to hear it. I apologize for excessive amounts of depression, this is how I cope with my everyday life.
