No One Cares
By Mystery
Why is life so hard?
I try to keep everything in that anyone has ever said and it hurts?
Why are you so dark? Or so fat?
My favorites is the game would you rather
Never being the one picked to date or marry but kill
Sometimes I imagine myself jumping off a bridge
Or disappear so there's a reason I am not seen
Or no one knows me
Why am I alone
Why does it seem like no one cares
What can I do to make it better?
Watch the cold blood dripping from my skin
Or maybe even making it public so everyone can see me
But would they care
I am seen like an animal
Like Crooks and Lennie
Being trained to do this or that
Not being able to have a little freedom
Being told what moves I should make
The people I love seem to not love me back
I get hatred in exchange
Even People who I call friends
“Your so annoying?” or “You're ugly”
Each word like a bullet to my fragile heart
And when they find someone better they leave
Like training wheels on a bike
But I guess I was already alone all this time.
Why would God create such a waste of a human being?
Was it to be the laughing stock to others
Created for their amusement
I’m tired of being rejected by the world and people around me
I’m done with living a life of disappointment
Why does life have to be hard?
Because unless you are someone no one cares
To bad I am a no one
So who care about how I feel
God doesn’t so why should anyone else
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Want to know something? My "friends" wants me dead. So does my parents and siblings. I'm dealing with this shit right now, and I'm alone. No one wants me I'll never get a bf. No one wants me alive. I should just use the knife. Right? Yeah I should my life is miserable, and gets worse everyday.
Though that is the thing about life. It is horrible. The voices in your head wants to take control, and the demons already have. No one wants you to jump off a bridge. Someone doesn't want me to use the knife. Back away from the bridge. Live life to the fullest.
We all love you and we don't want you too leave us. You are an amazing person. You'll meet the right person soon enough. Your life will get better. Maybe not now, but it will on the future. Don't leave because something isn't going your way. Even if its like this education it won't be forever. You've made it this far you can make it farther. You're not fat, and I'm also dark. I get called so many things. Though they only pick on our lives because they think it will make them popular. They will fail at life while we succeed. Today I'm getting an undercut or undershave or whatever you want to call it. And I know I'm gonna be made fun of. We just need to learn to block out the noises.
I think the same thing. Why did God make me. I'm just a worthless piece of shit. Though we're all here to live, and not die. We were put here for a reason. Don't leave please. I don't want you to. Neither does anyone else.
Well written and expressed Great write
Life of a cutter. Take care. Hugs.
Mystery and wg7... Your words tug on my heart strings. Not everyone is a horrible person. Emotions run high in the school years. I remember never connecting with anyone, so much love to give. I was frustrated by the fact that the assholes seemed to get the girls, but ppl like me who wouldn't hurt a soul was always friend zoned, pushed away or I'd pour my heart out and was told the "you'll find someone" crap. Truth is your soul mate is out there and your pain now will make it stronger and more special than any bond the ppl at school have now.
To put it another way, you wouldn't appreciate chocolate if you had it every day. But when it eventually turns up, and you finally find the right kind, its going to ten times better than what the others are eating now.
Stay strong and stay safe.
There's a countdown clock ticking with the happiest time of your lives getting closer and closer. I promise you, if you hold out for what you want, it'll be everything you ever dreamed of.
And when that time comes, I hope you re-read this poem and tut to yourself for talking about these suicidal thoughts.
All the best ✌️️🙂
These are questions I ask myself too. I don't know you or haven't seen you but I like you by the way you write. So what if you're fat. So what if you're ugly. In my eyes, you're not fat, you're not ugly. You're a great poet & have an amazing heart & I wouldn't want you to change at all.
Words may never break my bones..but it tears my heart in two.....you are a very good writer and have a friend in me, if youd like. Great job on this...and never forget...you are afew levels above ALL of those people who put you down or talk down to you. Please continue writing....I have a feeling you are even better than I think.
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