My parents don't understand
How hard I try to fix things and fit in
Maybe I should just slit my wrists
And give in
I don't belong here anyways.
I wish they would see how hard I try
But my efforts are sent to waste.
The words left unsaid leave a strange taste on my tongue.
I'm sorry if I lose my battle.
Just know that you helped me stay a little longer.
I love you more than words can express.
And if anything, I hope this makes you stronger.
I hope maybe one day I can impress
Those I love with the words left on the tip of my tongue
Or a blade to my wrist.
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Poems of life
PoezieThese are some poems I wrote at 1am out of boredom. Most of which are sad or depressing, but they're filled with meaning. If you understand these poems because of personal experience, I'm sorry you do.
