Depressed Feelings
The pain grow and grows as the distance lengthens.
Depressing thoughts push though until it hits hard enough to brake,
I'm just a doll taking orders from the world around.
Act this way, not that way.
Don't talk, just listen.
I like you, but I'm with someone else.
I'm sick of it.
I don't want to be used anymore, I just want to be me and be accepted.
Is that to hard to ask?
Is it too much to ask?
Will I find happiness, or forever live in sorrow?
Depressing thoughts push though until it hits hard enough to brake,
I'm just a doll taking orders from the world around.
Act this way, not that way.
Don't talk, just listen.
I like you, but I'm with someone else.
I'm sick of it.
I don't want to be used anymore, I just want to be me and be accepted.
Is that to hard to ask?
Is it too much to ask?
Will I find happiness, or forever live in sorrow?
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This is a old slam poem I made back in December. I was going through a bad time and this is what I felt. I hope you like it.~Sarah