A man called me white trash the other night I'm not one to let other people's words get into my head but on the night those words were said My stress level was already sky high My depression wouldn't leave me alone which caused me to have anxiety attacks up the *** Stress causes me to be weak That comment "white trash" was enough to send me down a depressing spiral I am obsessed with how the world sees me now Am I white trash? Am I a ******* who is dumb enough to think I can be anything great in this world? Am I just a waste of space because that is how I feel I feel like my presence is an annoyance to everyone I come in contact with I can ask people these questions but their answers won't make my thoughts of being a mistake go away I am questioning my existence I know better than to listen to some ******* I'm better than this yet something inside me broke when I heard those words "White trash" That's what all of the guys in middle school and high school used to call me I feel like a cheap piece of *** who deserves nothing but garbage because obviously that is what I am I'm garbage I know I sound ridiculous I feel ridiculous for wasting my energy writing a poem about it but it hurts My heart hurts My self esteem hurts Everything hurts Feeling like your not good enough hurts I am so tired of feeling like I am never good enough
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders WRITTEN ON: January. 28, 2016 Thursday 10:19 PM