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I'm looking at the number, But it is too young And too old. It's when everything is decided And I've already messed up. I'll never be able to forget how bad life is, Because I won't get the chances to take my mind of it. I've failed now, that I can't change, But it effects my grades, Which will effect my far future grades, Effecting what job I could get, So I won't have the money to enjoy life; To let me forget how ****** up I've become. Everything is failing now. Yet still I am supposed to stay and happily watch. How many times do I have to say "I don't want to be here?" If it's the number I've started with; Then I think I should be gone. 16 years, do I have to have even 16 more?
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 7:25 PM UTC
16 and I'm Done
I'm looking at the number, But it is too young And too old. It's when everything is decided And I've already messed up. I'll never be able to forget how bad life is, Because I won't get the chances to take my mind of it. I've failed now, that I can't change, But it effects my grades, Which will effect my far future grades, Effecting what job I could get, So I won't have the money to enjoy life; To let me forget how ****** up I've become. Everything is failing now. Yet still I am supposed to stay and happily watch. How many times do I have to say "I don't want to be here?" If it's the number I've started with; Then I think I should be gone. 16 years, do I have to have even 16 more?
I'm going to fail everything I'm about to try, there is honestly no question about it and it's my fault because I didn't try hard enough like I intended to. But when intensions don't become real they may as well not be there at all.
Chloes-Not-An-Ange
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 7:25 PM UTC
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