I write poems, but they arent poems. They are writings, usually about the same thing, but how i feel. I write how sad i am and i pity mmyself,  but if i didnt who would. There i go again pitying myself. But honestly i have no one to pity for me. And that may sound self centered but so be it. I wish i had someone to cry to or talk to
But i dont. I have people that say yeah you can tell me anything, but in all actuallity they just want you to tell them so they can throw it back in your face. Im sorry but i dont deserve it. I deserve someone to listen and help me. Sorry if that is too much to ask for.