ILoveMyAbbyGirl
09-22-2003, 06:51 PM
I wrote this really quick, it probably doesn't even make sense, but I just let out allll my emotions quick in this poem, 'bout my nephew. It's really dumb, I'm just bored. One of my many "depression" poems I write when I'm sad.
It's You
It's all so messed up,
People pulling me each way,
I can't choose,
I don't get a choice,
Everyone does it for me.
"Give me a chance!"
I scream to myself,
when I am all alone in my room.
"Why don't you TRUST me!?"
I scream to my parents,
when they tell me I can't go alone.
The world is just spinning around me,
I can't make it stop,
I can't stop and look around,
I can't take control.
School. Work. Parents.
Too much,
Way too much,
I can't deal with it,
I tell myself.
I can't take all the emotions,
running through me.
Then it stops.
It's you.
You look at me with those gleaming eyes.
You give me the teensiest smile,
a little giggle,
a tiny wave of your hand.
It's YOU.
That makes me want to live.
It's You
It's all so messed up,
People pulling me each way,
I can't choose,
I don't get a choice,
Everyone does it for me.
"Give me a chance!"
I scream to myself,
when I am all alone in my room.
"Why don't you TRUST me!?"
I scream to my parents,
when they tell me I can't go alone.
The world is just spinning around me,
I can't make it stop,
I can't stop and look around,
I can't take control.
School. Work. Parents.
Too much,
Way too much,
I can't deal with it,
I tell myself.
I can't take all the emotions,
running through me.
Then it stops.
It's you.
You look at me with those gleaming eyes.
You give me the teensiest smile,
a little giggle,
a tiny wave of your hand.
It's YOU.
That makes me want to live.