I feel so stressed.

I feel so a mess.

I feel like I am being ignored.

I feel like everyone hates me.

I don’t want to feel this way,

But I do.

Nobody knows,

But you and me.

I am almost sixteen,

And I can’t get my shit together.

I listen when everyone talks.

I pretend I really give a damn,

But I am not telling the truth to myself.

I know I have a medical problem,

But I can’t seem to get it fixed.

I worry all the time.

I dream all the time.

I want something better,

But I just can’t get it.

I fall too hard for the wrong guys.

I want all the words to flow out of me.

I want the world to know who I am.

I want to be successful.

I don’t want to go to school.

I don’t want all that to worry about.

I don’t want the world on my back.

Out of all this shit I have just said,

Did any of it make sense?