Living a Nightmare

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My life stinks,

I'm a rotten kid,

So why don't I just kill myself?

It's down the sink,

I should be rid,

Just a bad book on a shelf.

I'm a lone prisoner,

Trapped way over here,

Won't someone come and help me?

They're all busier,

They won't ever peer,

To come look at me and see.

At practice I laugh and smile,

At school I frown and glare,

But at home, I'm living a juvenile nightmare.

It's like I'm in a trial,

My mom gives me a hard stare,

And no one comes to give me a damn care.

I seem to be cheerful and content,

I seem to live an awesome life,

But in truth, I'm just living a nightmare.

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