Dear Everything
Dear Everything,
Another day, another drag
The things I interest no longer help me find joy
The constant feeling of emptiness
Gives me more motivation to add more scars
//This life I’m living, it sure kills
//Or makes me think certain thoughts
//“Nothing matters” or “There’s no place for me.”
//But those are just thoughts
//I’m stronger than them
//These urges that I have, I can overcome
//When I have those who truly care about me,
//Gives me hope that things will get better
//But where are those people when I truly need them?
//I told you that I needed you, a cry for help,
But you still won’t answer
//Did I do something wrong?
//I can’t go this long thinking I did something wrong
//Because now I know that I’m a disappointment to everyone
//You have your life and I have mine
//Mine will probably end sooner
//While you father another life in this world.
//It still won’t stump my love for you
//For my feelings are true.
Sometimes I wish I knew everything when I was born,
//Or maybe it would be good if I weren’t born at all
//So I won’t have to go through what I do
//My relationship with my parents isn’t great,
//It hasn’t for years. I need my independence
//But they won’t give it to me
//I’m 18 years old, I haven’t gotten to really experience
//The things that my friends have, I’m afraid that I’m
//Considered the boring one of the group.
//I’m constantly living under a rock
//This is my life, this is me
Sincerely, Me
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