Elle Jay E..
Sick Of This - Poem by Elle Jay E..
Sick of talking to myself
Sick of offing on myself
Sick of getting pissed about things I missed
While I was getting punished for myself
Sick of getting told it's not my fault
At my corrupt therapy talk
Sick of being alone with no one to hold
And wanting to die alot
Sick of this world and place and feelings
And all the people that see me as a teen thing
I'm sick of those witches I called but swapped w a b
Sick of that nurse that thought I was just plain crazy
Im sick of it all and the unsympathetic looks ive got
Sick of the pain and the people that thought my brain just rot
And that I was stupider than a little kids book
People that called it an affair
Have a head full of air
They never even tried to know me
I'm pissed and I'm weak
From all that shit that they speak
About things they've heard and not seen
So let me go
And I'll tell your mother she's a hoe
Because no one deserves that crap
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