Why can't i just be happy?
Why does life gotta be so nasty?
The worst thing is it's driving me insane, all the pain.
I wanna make the people around me happy.
But nothing seems to work..
They can't look at me the same
I'm different, too different.
I've seen, heard, and been through too much to go back.
Back to "normality" which in my opinion.
is complete bullshit,
but watch people come for me.
Hey, it's cool. Just remember me,
When your at the bottom.
I'll let you in on a secret.
It won't treat you well,
Princess.
YOU ARE READING
Poems, short stories, poetic thoughs, and slam poetry
PoetrySo these poems or whatever is in this will be sometimes about me.. My friends.. My family. And just experiences i know all too well..