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Aug 2018
I live in a house
With nine people,
That's including me.
And maybe I should
Be happy to have
A roof over my head,
But I'm not happy.
I feel guilty and ashamed.
I feel out of place.
I feel like I'm a piece
Of a puzzle that doesn't
Belong to this puzzle.
I do want to be here and
I do love it here, but
Maybe not at the price of
Someone's space.
Things are both very depressing and looking up.
Working on myself is just a little hard...
Julie Mullins
Written by
Julie Mullins  18/F
(18/F)   
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     Melancholic and Dimitrios Sarris
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