no one sees me or hears me for who i am they only see the things i do. i have no friends all my siblings left and everyone keeps comparing me and blaming me and pushing me deeper into the ocean thats my head and i sometimes just stop struggling only to struggle again and i wanna cry but im weak if i do i have to be some sort of perfect doll and when I don't come out my room I'm trying to just hide and years of pent up rage just keep exploding out and im drowning in drowning and i wish someone would help me ans see behind the smile i put on and see im not fine i dont need meds i need........ i dont know what i need im sorry im ranting im sorry- demon out 

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