Is this my life or college?

The race for finals begins
Everyone around me playful and fun
Although I try, I just can't win
Socially inept and such a dum dum
I wish life could be eaiser
but what fun would that be
stress and anxiety keeping me busier
I wish everyone understands what it's like to be me
I hope for a future but everything I touch is ruined
Life is like a sand castle too close to sea
Like I need to be pruned
Take out the bad in me
I hope you can see the beauty that can be
I feel so scared of the me in my head
I am so behind in every way as you can see
I wish I could pass finals but I'm dying in my head instead
Someone send help
I'm so beyond help
I feel so drained like I'm melted
Then people just pass by and say whelp 
she deserved everything she got
I want to be better, I want to try harder
but I always end up alone, collapsed in sobs

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741