I try my hardest
To be my best
But there's a hole
Beneath my chest
It's not a broken heart
But instead, it's modern art
I've tried self harm
It doesn't work
Why is life
Such a jerk
Everything
Pisses me off
But that doesn't matter
When life gets cut off
YOU ARE READING
Poems I've Written In 2017
PoetryIn depressed, and have been writing poems for months now, I don't make them or anything. I was asked to put them on here by a friend bc my handwriting is hard to read.
