Poetry Life doesn't care about you, Or me.

Me
  • Some people don't know what i'm going through.
    Even if i explain it, They don't know what to do,
    or how to respond
    They aren't very fond
    of the way i present myself.

    They think they know whats best for me,
    and yet they try to change me to what they see.
    Little do they know,
    maybe little do i show,
    that i'm one step away from slipping off the edge.

    I blame myself for the way they feel.
    Although there is no correlation, it's real.
    But it's not me,
    Why can't i see?
    I've failed them​
     
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