Sad Poems

Dead

I guess you just go with it after awhile.
You get tired of trying.
You get tired of not being enough.
You just stop trying.
You become the one person that you said you will never be.
But here you are.
Depressed.
Sad.
Lonely.
Afraid.
I guess you're okay with it now.
I guess everyone likes you better like that.
Dead.