ever been hurt?
ever want to just drop into a pit of blackness
what if you decided that enough was enough
that you don't want to just think the world hates you
that everything is meaningless
ever thought what was the point of fighting for something
what if your I don't know your grades they didn't matter?
or what if your just stuck?
stuck in place
where your waiting for something
maybe its a light?
maybe its for something to give you a reason to live
maybe to fight
I can tell you from experience
I have been there
what classication what I would of but myself as?
wouldn't know and wouldn't care
why?
don't know
do I still care what other think?
strangers?-- nah I wont give a baboons butt of their opinions
people close? -- maybe, maybe I would take it to heart
am I ashamed of something?
of course I am
im ashamed that I stutter and talk softly to randoms
im ashamed that cant stand against or choose between my family and my friends
im ashamed of many things
maybe its my past?
maybe its my issues im working on?
what if its because I just feel so out of place?
maybe im lost?
or is possibly because im ashamed of being the true me?
but what is the true me?
CZYTASZ
RANDOM POETRY I WROTE + some RANDOM rants
Poezjaits basically some poetry I wrote for a last high school project, and some random rants here an there when I have writers block. some of its happy other times not so much I guess its how you people perceive it as, also im random
