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depression. it feels like a three-course meal. Hence why I usually don't eat during these times. The outfits start looking like they were carelessly put together. Less emotion shown. More Lauryn Hill played. More contemplation and miscellaneous marks. No matter who reaches out, I still feel invisible. It's what I want. Is that why I'm not thoughtful, Mom? Am I not being thoughtful- because I don't let my father in and I don't consider his feelings even though he was just like me So go ahead ship me away if you want. As long as I have a paper and pen. I'll be fine. just fine.
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 5:26 PM UTC
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depression. it feels like a three-course meal. Hence why I usually don't eat during these times. The outfits start looking like they were carelessly put together. Less emotion shown. More Lauryn Hill played. More contemplation and miscellaneous marks. No matter who reaches out, I still feel invisible. It's what I want. Is that why I'm not thoughtful, Mom? Am I not being thoughtful- because I don't let my father in and I don't consider his feelings even though he was just like me So go ahead ship me away if you want. As long as I have a paper and pen. I'll be fine. just fine.
how long can I survive with this mentality..damn it won't be long 'fore I disappear. -J. Cole
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 5:26 PM UTC
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