Angel Hackbarth

Try - Poem by Angel Hackbarth

My happy place is nothing,
I can't see myself there,
I keep suffering,
Then I don't care,
Why do I even try,
If I keep being depressed,
Why don't I die,
And stop living in this distress,
My life is fucked up,
Im living a goddamn lie,
When people ask me if im fine I say ''Yup.''
Then when I get home I cry,
People don't see the real me,
I don't show and they don't know,
That im not who i once used to be,
I put on a fake smile,
But it only last for a while,
People call me a freak,
This isnt what I seek,
Yes, I self harm,
No, I don't show my arms,
They just don't understand,
My life is so.. so bland...
So im going to stop trying,
Because nothing happens when I try,
So ill continue crying,
Wishing for the day that I die.

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  • Gold Star - 70,270 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/15/2013 12:43:00 PM)

    happy place is nothing, thanks,
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013

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