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Jan 2020
i write too much
probably
but its the only way i know
how to speak.
my words don't come out
properly
in normal conversation
i say mean things
i try to get a rise out of them
but i don't ever mean what i say

its hard to cry in front of people
but that's all i ever do
and leave feeling like maybe
i'm too much
and not enough
at the same time
like maybe i've overwhelmed them
with all this pain
and now they have more than
they ever signed up for


its hard, these things....
Written by
em  20/Non-binary/California
(20/Non-binary/California)   
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   Rose, The Poetic Nicole and LC
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