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Jun 2013
I don't even know why
I'm punishing myself

because I'm never going to be like the rest.
I'm never going to be who I want to be.

I don't know why I'm letting myself be left behind
wishing I let myself go but trying to convince myself

it was
the right thing to do
(I know it wasn't)

I can live in denial though
I have and I will.
My whole grade is off on a fun trip to D.C. and I didn't go because I didn't feel confident enough to and because I tried to convince myself I could use the money on something much more rewarding then sharing in a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
Zephyr
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   Skye Applebome and Timothy
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