Don't let them see you sweat, thats all it takes,
One look in the eye and its doomsday,
Stone-cold expression, always quiet,
Having a hard time living, can't deny it,
Thoughts are overwhelming, it's hard to think,
So much so that I cannot sleep,
It's so blurry, always zoned out,
Nearly filled with self-doubt,
Dark clothes, guess it's fitting,
For someone like me to look depressing,
Flip a switch, 1,2,3,
The emotions are gone, just like me.
Side note:
This is one of my favorite poems due to the fact that I came up with it, and it's so true. It's not just about me, by the way. It can be related to anyone. I simply used first-person pronouns because it's easier to rhyme with.
YOU ARE READING
Focus Henry
PoetryIdk what the hell this is. I'm just gonna write what comes to mind. This is probably going to be a entry that has a lot of parts, I don't know how many exactly, I just know that it will go on for a while.
