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Sometimes when I sit alone I wonder where I'll be in ten years Right now I'm trapped in my own skin. I need to get away before I self destruct. I think too much about mistakes I curl up in my mind and sit on self hatred. This negativity drags me down a path I'm too **** young to take. This town suffocates every part of me- I am such an insignificant part of this Insignificant place. How am I supposed to think about my future? I don't have a glimmer of myself in mind.
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Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
Trapped.
Sometimes when I sit alone I wonder where I'll be in ten years Right now I'm trapped in my own skin. I need to get away before I self destruct. I think too much about mistakes I curl up in my mind and sit on self hatred. This negativity drags me down a path I'm too **** young to take. This town suffocates every part of me- I am such an insignificant part of this Insignificant place. How am I supposed to think about my future? I don't have a glimmer of myself in mind.
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Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
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