Mom's At The Er, My Sister's Bipolar And I'M Not A Writer Poem by Shelby Barker

They say writing is therapy;
Making words out of your feelings
is supposed to make it better
But how ‘bout people like me
that can’t?
What if I can’t say
that my voice trembles
and I’m becoming a little obscure
in a pretty, poetic way?
guess it’s not my style, huh
And what if there are no words
To soothe the hectic state
Of my mind,
the uncontrollable state of life?
Oh and there’s always the scenario
of what if I just simply
don’t know what I’m feeling?
Lame poetry.