A tear rolled down my cheek,
And splat on my book.
The feeling of nothing going my way,
Left me shook.
I tell myself
it is only one bad day, dear
Little did I know
This bad day turned into a week, a month and then even a year
Feeling utterly worthless
Blurry vision, nothing I can see
Failing at everything,
Who am I supposed to be?
I hear, life is supposed to be this hard
Everyone is doing it.
If everyone can pull it together
Then what is wrong with me.
But I have no other option,
No one to turn to.
Fighting internal battles everyday
With no hope of wishes coming true
Feeling like a burden on resources
A burden on family and friends
This blurry vision blinding me,
YOU ARE READING
Teenage Poetry and quotes
PoetryJust a sixteen year old trying to express my thoughts through poems and relatable quotes
