I'm not brilliant,
I'm kind of dumb,
Most of the time,
I feel too much
Or I feel numb,
There's no in-between,
I trip over the uneven ground,
Fall face first,
But what hurts the most
Are mean people,
With glaring eyes,
They say the most,
I wish I were a ghost,
I hate being a host,
For unwanted thoughts,
The kind that won't leave,
Constantly, pouring mean words,
Over me.
I shower day and night,
But I am never clean,
I step outside,
Try to clear my mind.
I'm not brilliant
I'm kind of dumb
WHY ME?
YOU ARE READING
DEEP END
Poetry"I will listen to your silent cry, So you don't get lost in a corner of your heart" -Silent cry (Stray kids) started: 22 July 23
