I say I'm not a liar,
but is that really true?
I say I'm not judgmental,
But I might be judging you.
I tell the world I'm happy
And sometimes I think I am.
But other times, I struggle
And just don't give a damn.
I like to think I'm one of those few
Who don't hate who they are.
But sometimes at night it hits me
just how far I fall short of the bar.
The bar of expectations
That people always set.
Even when we give up trying,
It can be so hard to forget.
It's always there
in the back of my mind,
Waiting to bring me down.
It drags me away
from who I want to be,
Deeper down into the ground.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Vote if you respect me;
Comment if you understand;
Follow for more poetry,
Or just do nothing andBe a silent reader.
Don't let me know you care.
Hate me or reject me.
Do whatever you think is fair.~Dustin the Great
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The Things I Leave Unsaid
PoetryMy thoughts in poems. I'm not suicidal or even truly unhappy. I'm just confused and lost and I hope someone out there understands. These are the everyday thoughts I have that float around in my mind. This is my life, in poems. I like my poems and I...