Keep telling me the same shit
You never know the answers
To any of my questions
Your supposed to be a professional
Yet you don't tell me a thing
Like what the fuck is wrong with me
I'm so frustrated
Blood sucking vampires
Is what I've come to see you as
You don't want to help
You just keep telling me you don't know
I'm so frustrated
It makes me mad
six months then twelve?
How much longer?
It doesn't even matter
You just keep telling me
The same fucking thing
The same bullshit
YOU DONT KNOW
I'm so frustrated
How am I supposed to react?
Want me to live as if everything is fine?
Maybe it is..
But then again
You wont tell me a damn thing
I'm so frustrated
I want to know the answers
I don't want to hear
We don't know
Not anymore
I'm sick of this
I'm so fucking frustrated
Your supposed to be a god damn professional
I'm so frustrated.
Why cant a doctor cure the sick
Im just so sick of it
If you really think you know all
Then tell us the truth and say your call
*fucken Quacks*
^^
I like ur poem robin. Its quite powerful. I really would like to know what doctors do in medical school cuz i dont think its to learn. They seem like they are so dumb! like they have no clue in the world...
but anyhoo, you'll be fine schmidtty! Just keep your head up high! and smile!
love a friend,
Sherry
I heard thst sister girl. Sometimes I wish I could run away from myself. It seems like the only true help comes from within ones self. Until I start telling myself what others were saying it meant/means nothing. But i think life is like a big school and we have to learn on a daily basis before we can grow as a person.The same way that I wasin school seems to be the same way I am in life young and dumb, mr. smarty pant nobody can't tell me nothing. I also think that humbling ourselves and truly listening is the only time true growth happens I'm working on that part. as you can see I loved the poem and thanks for reading mine