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Aug 2014
When I sit back and just stay quiet, it's not because I'm mad or upset. I'm not giving anyone the silence treatment. I simply sit back and observe my surroundings, I get a thrill out of watching how people seem to be fake and act like they want me to be around them but as soon as I move or open my mouth their face cringe and frown upon the sound of my voice. I didn't ask to be an issue or to be looked at with such disgust. I've apologized for my whole life for something that I don't even remember doing or know what I've done. What have I done to you? Why do I seem like such a bother to you? I try my best to try and live up to the expectations that you've put upon me. There has been plenty of occasions where I would ask, "Why me?". I can't help but feel like I make you sick of me .
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