It seems like everything I aspire to be is not what would become of me .
What's my purpose in life?
Thinking I'm useless is as painful as a knife.
Often I'm told I need to clean up my act,
maturity is something I lack.
I miss when life was just full simplicity,
It seems that now negativity is always chasing after me.
I want to be given a chance to prove my worth,
Is that so hard to ask on earth?
Pick me up and drop me into unfaltering sleep.
They say to look hard for a solution,
But doesn't that depend on the person?
YOU ARE READING
A world of emotions
PoetryThoughts I get,just emotions i guess. May get depressing,so..if u cant handle well..dont read,or do? I cant control ya.
