I'm not quite sure what I say
Actually gets across to people
Some get it
Some don't
I don't have anybody to talk to about it
Either they don't get it
Or they don't care
So I guess I should revert to old me
Where I keep all my problems inside
And just listen to others
I mean, It caused my depression
But I'd rather be depressed
Then speak my mind and not be heard
I just hope I can keep my grades up
And write as much as I do
With that stupid cloud over me
I only get pissy because sometimes they're right
Or because they don't get it
or they don't care enough to get it
I guess it doesn't matter
YOU ARE READING
Random poems
PoetryWhenever I feel the need to poem it out you get some rad poems. some depressed, happy, stressed, you know every other emotion there is, sometimes it's more than once.
