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Jun 2020
None of your business I'm working! Stop calling me I don't care if your ego's hurting. I'm just exhausted from life, I want to be free tonight. Everyone's got looks and popularity. Yet they're still feeling a little insecurity?
Try being overweight, try not finding a date. Better yet be as ugly as I am for a week. Until then don't say you've got it rough with your past that makes you vulnerable and weak. I'm not a ****, I'm just exhausted from work. I have decent worth. I barely eat, hardly sleep. I get people claiming they're exhausted? Exhausted from what? Do you get late schedules and switch off in the *** crack of dawn the next day? I'm kind of boring, but I'm atleast busy. I've got my redbull and journal with me. That's all I need, that's all me.  I give everything a chance to make it last. But sometimes we're all hung up on the past. All I hear is people criticizing me. All I hear is pity me. Then I get story time. Uh okay, am i allowed to talk about myself soon? Whatever I've got my journal! I walked this world alone. Shadows spamming my phone. Same routine, same situations. On top of that I haven't even got close to my depression and random eating disorders.... and I'm to be just fine. You know what! I'm happy.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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