Poetry

 
Is it That Bad?
How do they see me?
Am I just another fucked up kid?
With no reason for life
Other than to continue my existence?
Am I as annoying
Irritating
Selfish
Hormonal
Worthless
or Hated as I feel?
Where does this come from?
Why do I feel
Like nothing I ever do
Will be good enough?
I know people have it worse than me
But I can't help but to wonder what life would be like
If I were never here...
Would they have more money?
Would they be happier?
Would they miss me?
Or forget that I was ever there?
 
-Storm