I Had Enough Of My Problems Poem by mona martinez

i feel invisable,
but i wonder how many ppl,
i'm really fooling,
into thinking there nothing wrong with me,
i want to run,
i want to hide,
in ways that are unsafe,
but at this point i kinda don't care,
i be alone to deal with my problems,
without somebody else,
being mad at what i can't change,
even though they mad at the situation,
of me not being able to have the life i want,
it's hard to deal with,
on top of my problems as well,
i feel like my ways of how i handle things,
and the effects of the abuse,
is too much to handle at times,
just want to numb the pain,
any way i can and forget the consequences,
i had enough of this frustration and stress,
just building up.