Stigma

can’t tell people anything

they think i’m crazy

i guess i am

but all i need

is someone to listen

and understand

without having to plead

or ask or request

my mental health

is kept

silent

 

nobody wants to listen

the stigma is still there

when someone cries out

everyone stares

nobody tries to help

nobody cares

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

sk8ermichelle

It's true, we all want to hide, and nobody seems to care. The stigma will always be there. The prom is beautiful, it echoes in my mind, for people can't read between the line.

melissa.reisetter

Thank you for the nice comment :)

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