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i don't like being still. i like moving around, making noise and doing things. i physically can't be lazy anymore. i can't stand the thought of not being productive, i hate doing nothing. im not sure if this makes me a hardworker or if this is the only other way i know how to cope with everything. i just push everything to the side and do a bunch of work. constantly pushing myself into stressful situations until i scream because i like the feeling of being productive and being someone my parents and teachers are proud of and i dont know, i guess thats better than cutting but what if the stress becomes so much that i can't handle it anymore and then i go back to the blades even worse than before? he told me that he was proud of how well i've been doing but i can't help but think that its a lie and he could really just care less about me, just like my parents do.
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Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 8:40 PM UTC
11/8/13
i don't like being still. i like moving around, making noise and doing things. i physically can't be lazy anymore. i can't stand the thought of not being productive, i hate doing nothing. im not sure if this makes me a hardworker or if this is the only other way i know how to cope with everything. i just push everything to the side and do a bunch of work. constantly pushing myself into stressful situations until i scream because i like the feeling of being productive and being someone my parents and teachers are proud of and i dont know, i guess thats better than cutting but what if the stress becomes so much that i can't handle it anymore and then i go back to the blades even worse than before? he told me that he was proud of how well i've been doing but i can't help but think that its a lie and he could really just care less about me, just like my parents do.
rayyy
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Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 8:40 PM UTC
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