i mean nothing to this world
i cry just thinking about it
getting no attention
no love
no recognition
just floating like dust in the sky
its a never ending tornado of pain
living each day unnoticed by the crowd
i wish i could receive at least one gesture to show somebody loved me
but i know its just a useless wish that wont be granted
i care too much about my social life
too much about pleasing people
i wish i could say that ill stop but i dont know if thats reasonable
living this life is as painful as it sounds
no friends
no family
no one that will actually care to admit that they know me
im a mistake
im an accident
im a living example of unwanted and now i cant handle it
its too much for me
but at the same time its too little
im this way for a reason
its because i am nothing
its harsh but true
no one sees me
its like a dont exist
but ill get over it
theres nothing i can do but wait
wait and wait until someone comes along
who loves me for me
who notices the good about me and not my flaws
someone who takes me just the way i am
i wish, i wish, i wish.
i wish there was someone out there who could be that person for me
but i dont think itll happen
the only one i care about
the only person in this entire world who's attention i want the most
ignores me entirely
the worst part is
he knows how i feel
ive relayed my feelings to him
but its like i disgust him
he has to be desperate to come to me
to talk to me
to hug me
im in love with him but i cant do anything
its hopeless
maybe one day he'll see me
but that day is unreachable by the human race
physically impossible to get to
whatever though
im good
Author's Notes/Comments:
The contents of this poem are real things that I, as the author, feel on a regular basis. I am not clinically depressed. Just a little sad.
The words you have so
aptly written can be explained as the "human condition". Your work is another reference to the "human condition" it is what I feel drives most artitstic endeavor... You are a talented young person still growing, still hoping, you are still searching, keep writing sometimes it helps, if not you, than it may be a comfort to others. Preserve for the sake of perseverance....
peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
My problems are common in a
My problems are common in a lot of people, obviously, and I'm constantly thinking about how other people handle these problems. I want to learn how to handle my problems more maturely but writing definitely helps. Thank you ;)
cheer up
Youre fine. You are a beautiful young woman and a good writer. Eventually you will meet people with your level of emotional development.
Love
Thank you, I appreciate it <3
Thank you, I appreciate it <3 and yeah. Hopefully I can meet someone whose just as emotionally crazy as I am ;)
Emotion Crazy
1. We all are. 2. Lonliness comes from not taking risks. 3. Pospoems is the right place for the emotionally eccentric. 4. I have to force myself to think positively - tend to care too much about starving babies. Friends and family are HARD work - perfect yourself - do what you like to do then do what you absolutely love to do and smile more - it helps lift the heavy~:D Stella
I guess I always get caught
I guess I always get caught up in my own loneliness that I tend to forget the loneliness around me, but thank you, Stella. That helped ;)