Everyone tells me what I need to do,
Or what they think,
I'm starting to wonder if I should see a shrink,
I can't talk to anyone about how I really feel
Without tears just wanting to over spill,
Always trying to hold everything in a bunch,
Makes everything want to come out,
A little too much
That it's hard for me to say anything back,
Not having a lot of control keeping my feelings in,
Its always been something I lack,
And now it's happening more often
I don't even know what to do,
Everyone's telling me I'm not alone,
But I don't feel anyone real I can talk too,
No one there to help me cope,
Good poem. It paints the picture of someone being bounced around in a cage held up to others expectations. I particularly like the question about if the subject should see a shrink.
I perceive feelings of loneliness, desillusion and hopelessness but it is a really beautiful poem maybe because the best poems are written when we pass through bad moments.
It's the times --- when you feel there is no hope --- is when you hold on even tighter and the answers you seek unfold before you...yet I see you write for therapy...so in doing so there is your hope in a sense of peace of mind....I would edit this a bit for clarity and may I suggest:
Everyone tells me what I need to do,
Or what they think,
I'm starting to wonder if I should see a shrink,
I can't talk to anyone about how I really feel,
Without tears just wanting to over spill,
Always trying to hold everything in a whole bunch,
Makes everything want to come out all at once,
A little too much,
That it's hard for me to say anything back,
Not having a lot of control keeping my feelings in,
Its always been something I lack,
And now it's happening more often,
And I don't even know what to do,
Everyone's telling me I'm not alone,
But I don't feel like there's anyone I can really talk too,
No one there to help me cope,
Just starting to feel like I'm losing hope..
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Everyone tells me what I need to do,
Or what they think,
Starting to wonder if I should see a shrink,
Can't talk to anyone about how I really feel,
Without tears wanting to over spill,
Always holding everything in a bunch,
Makes everything come out all at once,
A little too much,
It's hard for me to say anything back,
Not having control keeping my feelings in,
It's always been something I lack,
Now it's happening more often,
I don't even know what to do,
Everyone's telling me I'm not alone,
I don't feel anyone real I can talk too,
No one exist to help me cope,
This is just an observation of your work...and a look at the verse from a different angle...it's only a suggestion --- so take it for what it's worth or not...
I love to write when I'm upset, it's my kinda therapy. I've always kinda wondered what people would think of my writing, but I've never really put it out there. I would like to become better with my w.. more..