I Dont Know

this poem should explain its self

i have trust issues

i dont even trust myself, 

i look in the mirror wondering if im going to hurt myself. 

people judge me, like i do it on purpose

but if there was a way dont you think i would cure it!? 

Let that sink in then mind your f*****g business,

your not lending out a hand

so i dont really care of what your sense is 

My fear is being a failure 

my heart is weighing thinner

insecurities are getting thicker

My mind is thinking things are small

but reality is getting BIGGER! i want to make my mom proud

i wonder will i ever make it?

That happiness s**t, i fake it.

deep inside sometimes i feel myself breaking

lord will i ever make it?

or the life you gave me should i put a bullet to the dome and take it

I Dont Know

 

Author's Note

even though i write a poem doesnt mean its about me all the time even if i may feel that way sometimes. i would love your comments and feed back. also if you are feeling like this im always here to help and keep ypur head up

Reviews

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

A good sad poem there. You talk of a person whose self-esteem is negligible and who wonders whether his existence in this world has a purpose. You wish to make your mother proud, you wish to succeed, but you do are diffident and are suffering from lack of self-esteem.
Good, but you can do better. Keep writing.