i tell you im scared.
but there are no problems.
i tell you im sad.
but there has to be a reason.
i tell you im mad.
but because i smoke weed i shouldnt be.
i tell you i want to take my own life.
but im the selfish one.
i tell you how i feel.
but i shouldnt react the way i do.
i tell you im confused.
and you yell the same words a little louder.
i tell you i am tired.
but you tell me i dont need to sleep till later.
i tell you.
but you invalidate me.
YOU ARE READING
• apostasy •
Poetrythis is probably going to be a bunch of shit poems and stories that let you in my head a little deeper than anyone should care to go
