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Nov 2021
they think
i'm their therapist
that my advice is gold
but they don't know
i'm trying to see
at 19 years old
if my hairline's receding
or if i'm just being told
by the chemicals in my mind
that i'm not worthy of my goals
that i'm not worthy of the folks
i've met along the way
the ones who claim to respect me
not meaning what they say
and the girls try to flirt
i stand poker-faced daydreaming
nightmares of how i'll be hurt
should i shave my head
to lose weight
or will the stress take it first?
Ryan
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Ryan  22/M/Boston
(22/M/Boston)   
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