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I am not very social,
Yet I need to be needed.
I love my solitude,
But then I retreated.
I often feel lonely,
Like I’m not on your mind,
But by many I am surrounded
And all the faces are kind.
I tell myself that no one likes me,
And I can see why,
But I don’t want friends,
But, I need friends, so I cry.
Maybe I’m just a teen,
And an emo at heart,
Hopeless and rebellious,
When from you I am apart.
You can shower me with “Love you’s“,
Keep me tight in your arms,
Spend all your money on me,
And I still do me harm.
Give me all the reassurance in the world,
More than 1,000 smiles,
Still I’ll suffer this depression,
Past my walk down the aisle.
So, smiles I will wear,
Laughs I will sing,
But deep down inside,
My sadness reigns king.
- by perverts_unite |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/15/2009 |
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- Title: Woes of the Teen
- Artist: perverts_unite
- Description: Wrote this because Physics made me stress and become uber depressed for an hour or two. I titled it so because I feel that the poem is just another teenage angst poem, but it illustrates my feelings perfectly. So I guess I'm just a normal teen.
- Date: 01/15/2009
- Tags: woes teen agnst cynical
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