I look out of the window
And rest my head against the glass
Its chill seeps into my head
I hold back my tears
And desperately wish it would all just end
I failed again
I wonder why I even try
I’m just too alien
They don’t get you
When you talk Insane
People don’t give a shit
Why should they?
I’m nothing. Zero. Zilch.
You don’t care about nothing
Everybody think you’re nuts
When you’re showing affection to air
Soon I’ll have to get back
Pretend everything is all right
Pretend that I am normal
I am not. I am absurd
No matter how hard I’ll try
I will just never get it right
I poured out my heart to you
I didn’t know what I expected
But not this.
It is disheartening to see
How I can’t even reach you
No matter what I do
Maybe I should just quit trying
Lock myself up
Minimize contact
Disconnect and pull back
Work, care, write and sleep
Nothing more. Nothing less.
But I am afraid
That even my mind
Would go screaming insane
When left locked up
With only myself for company
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Black Poems
PoetryOkay, I am in a major depression and writing about it makes me feel better. So these are very personal and not very funny. Just so you know...
