I dont know...

I dont know...

A Poem by Skylar

I don't know anymore :'/ I feel like i am wasting my life every second I am not being productive. do you guys ever feel this way?


I feel ignored,
not only by myself but everyone around me,
I know my life has only gotten better than it was before,
but I feel as though my life is wasting away,
I don't hang out with friends on the weekend,
I don't go to parties,
i am never invited to events,
and my weekends consists of school projects and tv,
I feel as though I could be advancing in my studies,
even right now I could be practicing for track,
I could be out on a date right now,
I could be exercising to fit the status qou,
but whats the point of having a acne free face,
having a flat stomach,
or having a social life when I already have such little confidence in myself,
I try so hard to take care of myself for confidence,
even this morning I was secretly judging myself on my teeth,
I took off my glasses and looked in the mirror to only see a blur of colors,
and darkness around my eyes from my lack of sleep,
because that blur is me,
I don't know what I need to do to be what I want,
I sometimes loose track of who I want to be,
and do I even truly know what I want,
or will my interests change,
these are the things that bother me,
and that is why I do nothing on the weekends,
I'm afraid to mess up everything,
I'm afraid of changing things,
and sometimes knowing that that is my mindset,
scares me more than anything.

© 2013 Skylar

Author's Note

Please review :/ and tell me if you ever feel this way.
and hey check out this song if you so desire

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i constantly feel that way! it sucks doesn't it :/ great write :)

Posted 5 Years Ago

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5 Years Ago

Thanks :D Its a very depressing world

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Added on November 10, 2013
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