Sitting here thinking of the time that’s been giving
In too minds if it’s even worth living
Sick of waking up not giving a fuck heads twisted
Am I going to do something with my life let’s be realistic
Bored of being angry and even more so anxious
Want to leave that all behind and be thank full
But my brain trips me up every time that I’m stuck
Stuck in a maze not even knowing when to talk
Supposedly talking about your past makes everything better
Bullshit it makes things just as bad never better
I don’t know why I feel so alone in this world when there is so many people
But I feel trapped in my own body never feeling that I’m an equal
Trying my hardest to get to grips with my life
Sitting now listening to music wondering what’s next
Will I ever understand what is the meaning probably not
Im too tired for this shit believe me or not
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Great write
thank you tony!
Welcome
Musing in fine freeverse style and the poem has great meter. I like the line about loneliness. Thumbs up.
U r most welcome to comment under my latest poem too , Pls dont forget to. I'm quite a new poet here but have been writing poetry since years and readers enjoyed it elsewhere or got sth from it until I found this site and wish to make new poem pals.
thank you s. zaynab i appreciate that and i have alot of poems i wrote when i was younger just dont no wether to put them on here or not.
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