I know how you're feeling,
I go through it from time to time.
there is rarely a way to explain,
and the help I just cant find.
It's like the world gave out shovels,
and everyone is digging.
They push me deeper and deeper,
and my feelings they keep forgetting.
As I sit here in class,
feeling misjudged and misunderstood.
consistently affected,
by the ******* that has occurred.
I wanna leave this place,
cause of all the drama that they yell.
The consequences are obvious,
like a one-way ticket to hell.
They constantly make me angry,
calling me out on the slightest things ive done.
If only I was older,
I'd buy myself a gun.
Its not really the gun I need,
as much as it is a bullet.
To blow away my brain,
before it tells me not to pull it.

<3 Always
Tameica Hammick