This Is My Life Story
I've been told a whole bunch of stuff,
Of who I am and who I'll be.
I'm not really sure why you think,
You know me so well inside and out.
You make me think bad of myself, like
I'm to be ashamed of who I've become. You've
Made me cry myself to sleep, made me see the
Make-believe side of me. Made me so mad.
And sad. And confused. And unfocused.
If I were to be what you've said of me these are the towns
I would live in the rest of my life.
I would live in the towns called,
Do nothing, know nothing, say something stupid,
Ugly faced women, overweight girl, talk funny road,
And dream chaser lane, amount to nothing drive,
Disappointer, liar, baby cryer, fat feet, flat arms,
Not good enough, model un-worthy, scared kitty,
Broken heart, ugly cryer, Jesus lover,
Suicidal heart, bad song, quiter, bad singer,
Addicted to screen, not good for anything,
Not worth fighting for, broken lil' girl,
Bad judgment of people, OCD, bad breath,
Bad friend, snoop, head in cloud, embarrassment……….
And so much more. These voices of people
Throwing insults like candy, saying what they think
Of me so often. So painful.
I wish this would stop.
How much longer till my life will be cut short?
I pray that today I will die. I can no longer
Live to be like this.
Copyright © Rockey.S Tushar | Year Posted 2024
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