My childhood seems so sad
And it makes my friends mad
And to be honest
I'm very nervous
Cause people say I'll be okay
But to be honest no matter how hard I try to believe them
It never works
I always feel like a stem that somebody stepped on
Unable to grow away from the pain that keeps me in a cage
People always tell me that they are sorry
But I'm tired of hearing it
I keep saying I'm fine
Even though no one believes
Not even me
I ask for things that help me get through the day
Like maybe someone saying
"It's okay not to be okay"
I feel like I'm suffocating in this tunnel of wonder
I wonder this and that
People tell me "that's not a fact"
But what do they know about reality
Reality is boring that's what I know
I'm tired of people who say they care but never show
I'm tired and emotionally exhausted from the thoughts that keep me up
I just want people to stop
Stop saying I don't know what I'm doing
Because I do know.
Because I am who I am
And I'm learning very quickly
That I don't have to fit your mold
That seems too silly
I get called wonderland
I'm full of surprises.
You never know what you have until you don't have it.
YOU ARE READING
Life.
PoetryThese are poems I wrote.. I was told I should share them even though I don't have any confidence in them..hang with me here.