It's Not Worth It Poem by Lola Romero

punch me so that i don't have to feel my heart aching
the room is spinning so fast
is the earth quaking?
metallic taste of blood, strong on my lips
all i wanted was an innocent kiss

tear me apart, and then pass me around
my ears have gone blind
i cant hear a sound
i know your probably thinking
these words are profound
but if you were sitting here, gently weeping
you too would want to write this down
if you had to face this, taste this
what would you do?
holding onto loving memories because
theres way too few

imagine sitting all alone
cold on gray stone
watching the sunset
yet your chilled to the bone
no arms to wrap around you
to share the stained glass sky
so instead you sit and you cry
not caring or even knowing
sometimes its hard
to keep on hating yourself
inside you feel cruel
actions are a reflection of self
the pathetic part is you keep on
feeling sorry for yourself
when hella other people are starving
and living with no wealth
how can you bear
to sit in that chair
and pretend that your stupid problems
actually matter
stop trying to flatter yourself
you heard it
and its not worth it