The door closed
again
for the ninth time
I sit
alone
the world blurred away in a handful of seconds
and stays this way for weeks
I sit quietly
waiting for someone to make me smile
Hopefully
soon
Probably not
I'm just
moping
I don't have a
mental disorder
It's just a
Phaze
I'll get through it
All teenagers
go through it
It won't
last
But it does.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rings poignant and sincere. I've found Poetry often helps.