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Jan 2014
I am part of a fighting generation
and i don't believe that
I am among people who will help me
I understand that
we all struggle sometimes
but my friends let me know
I mean nothing to them
instead of saying
they appreciate me as a person
when i struggle
even my family tells me
to **** it up
no one says
it's okay to be weak
I know that
we have lost any love we used to have
and i'm dumb to think
I will find someone who will always get me through
my problems.
To get help with
the social scene
I will dismiss
my distressed friend
to spend time with
the kids who party
I will ignore
the boy that asks me how my day was
to fall in love with
the boy who cheats on his girlfriend
I will scream at
my parents
and I will love
nothing
i will undoubtably hate
myself
and i will treasure
material things
I won't need
love
All I will know is
change
I know that nothing will
reverse this
Unless I choose to
Brooke Bello
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