Feelings through poetry

Poem 4 - Vent

I feel sad and lonely,
stupid and annoying,
Nothing I do seems to be working,
I'm forming words of despair.

Feeling as if a fat man sat on my chest,
Cheating doesn't work; I'm creating my own world.
World, where I'm someone else.
Words filled on paper, nobody cares about,

I shout inside, nobody can hear me.
Paper drenched in my tears,
venting my fears,
putting effort into something nobody cares about.

I put my effort into something, nobody cares,
I feel lonely; nobody cares.
I feel depressed; nobody cares.
I don't know what is wrong,

feeling depressed, no emotions expressed.
Feeling sad and feeling scared,
knowing nobody really cared.
Sometimes I doubt myself,

Sometimes it's not that bad.
And sometimes I get mad,
because it's so bad, the feeling I lately had.
I'm very sad.

Moral of the story/about: 

Well, get help. The best would be a therapist, especially if you're feeling like a mess. Some people may fear therapists, but they're lovely! (And make learning fun). Also, if you feel like you're writing to nobody and no one cares about your work, remember you are mostly writing for yourself. And that people will stumble upon your book sooner or later.