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Jan 2020
If i was given another chance to change,
I wouldn’t overthink it.
Jealous of my friends and what they have done.
I wish I would have just let myself have have more fun.

Whats wrong with being quiet.
I tell them “I’m tired” and they seem to buy it.
Maybe I just don’t want to talk
I’m just waiting for this day to end.

People expecting me to do things I cannot.
I think, no one ever really cared about what I thought.
Sitting in the back of class eves dropping on stories.
Wanting to be different, wanting to be like them.

Never being bullied by anyone but myself.
Trying to learn what it’s like to love oneself.
struggling to understand what love is.
I’m just living for the next day to start.

If i was given another chance to change,
I wouldn’t overthink it.
Jealous of my friends and what they have done.
I wish I would have just let myself have have more fun.
Written by
Brendall Brickson
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