I am not the one you should be looking at
For inspiration or guidance
I don't know what I am doing
I do not like myself
You should love everything about you
You should be happy
I hate myself
I hate everything about me
My life is a crumbling brick building
It is only getting worse
Don't look up to me
I don't want you to be like me
I don't want you to fall that hard
Please.
YOU ARE READING
What Life Is
PoetryThe poetry journal of a senior in high school. Raw and virtually unfiltered emotions from someone with a lot going on.
