Dear Everything,

Another day, another drag

The things I interest no longer help me find joy

The constant feeling of emptiness

Gives me more motivation to add more scars//This life I’m living, it sure kills//Or makes me think certain thoughts//“Nothing matters” or “There’s no place for me.”//But those are just thoughts//I’m stronger than them//These urges that I have, I can overcome//When I have those who truly care about me,//Gives me hope that things will get better//But where are those people when I truly need them?//I told you that I needed you, a cry for help,   But you still won’t answer//Did I do something wrong?//I can’t go this long thinking I did something wrong//Because now I know that I’m a disappointment to everyone//You have your life and I have mine//Mine will probably end sooner//While you father another life in this world.//It still won’t stump my love for you//For my feelings are true. 

Sometimes I wish I knew everything when I was born,

//Or maybe it would be good if I weren’t born at all

//So I won’t have to go through what I do//My relationship with my parents isn’t great,//It hasn’t for years. I need my independence//But they won’t give it to me//I’m 18 years old, I haven’t gotten to really experience//The things that my friends have, I’m afraid that I’m//Considered the boring one of the group.//I’m constantly living under a rock//This is my life, this is me 

Sincerely, Me