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Waste of time
I feel like I‘m
Yeah I’m
Just a waste of time
This life
That I’m living
Is it worth to fight?
No lie
Sometimes
I don’t wanna be alive
This life
That I’m wasting
Is it your time?
My life
Feels stopped by the being of me
Like a feather catched mid-air
My eyes holding tears when I think about me
This life,
Caught me by surprise
I wasn’t ready to be
Or maybe everything that happened
Turned this life against me
And every other sleepless night
I might have to cry
And I think about ending my life
This is the time
When my thoughts become the pressure on my shoulders
Keeping me from breathing and from walking towards
A better me
Not a make-believe
And I know that I won’t kill myself
Cause I can’t
You have to understand
I feel helpless
But responsible for so many else
Yeah I feel like I’m
Really not someone to spend your time
Your life
There’re people out there
Who can better rhyme
Or smile
Or love
Or like
And people who don’t think
That they’re just a waste of time
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