This is Stupid

This is Stupid,

there is no point.

Why am I writing, like someone will actually read this?

I can only imagine,

some other hopeless insomniac,

at two am,

HMM I WONDER WHO THIS PERSON IS

MAYBE THEY HAVE INTERESTING POEMS

I WILL CLICK ON SPECIFICALLY THIS ONE PERSON

AND READ WHAT THEY HAVE TO SAY

nah.

I can only imagine,

someone leaving a comment on one of my poems,

telling me im something more 

than words on a gatorade blotted page.

This gatorade blotted page has things to say,

but will anyone see through the smears?

Will anyone hear my mute screams?

Will somebody please describe

how it feels

to be noticed.

 

This is senseless.

I should focus on school, maybe study a little more

after all, i'm failing math.

Stupid math.

I'm supposed to be smart.

I'm supposed to be pretty, too, but hey

the universe has many plans for many people

I just got caught on the lower half of the line

and got dragged over the sandy bottom,

picking up rocks

and fishermen's nets

and even a few fish,

and they keep me from breaking the surface.

But hey, it's nice down here in the dark.

 

I'm also a liar.

 

This is fruitless.

I'm trying to write something that will make someone feel.

but all i'm doing,

is showing myself off as self-obsessed,

and untalented,

and a pessimist.

Not that those things aren't true, but who in their right mind

would want to be viewed that way?

 

This is an idle attempt at not being pointless.

But it's also stupid.

Isn't It?

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

lmperiality

This gave me good laugh. Thanks :D

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