KrIsTiNa CoTTo

Rookie (may 3rd / milwaukee)

Me - Poem by KrIsTiNa CoTTo

I cry
I hurt, it sucks to be me.
Wonderful at nothing, fabulous at runing things, and well dont think for one second that you can tell me to that everything will be ok because, how do you know how i feel? Are you me? Do you see what i have seen? Do you go through what i go through? Do you cry at night in hopes of looking in the mirror and seeing a better sight?
do you feel that you are stupid and pitiful and not worth anything? Do people hate you? especially your mom? are you unworthy? are you a total failure? no your not. okay just get it in your head that me well im just a poor excuse of a person. a waste of space. a blob of nothing. im just a person that is nice but just a person that i hate. a person that breathes no purpose and deserves nothing.A person that is alone and alone and alone but not quit 100 percent insane. Striving and struggling for nothing, not a dime, not a pennie, just nothing.Just a good for nothing no body.Is this me or is it just what i see? Why do i see this? why is this me to me?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

its just a bad way of thinking thi sis how i am

Comments about Me by KrIsTiNa CoTTo

  • Lyn Paul (10/30/2012 6:49:00 PM)

    Kristina you are so important because you care about life and others. There are people out there that think they are perfect and only care for themselves all me, me, me me me....- they are NOT so important. Well done (Report) Reply

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  • (8/22/2012 8:10:00 PM)

    wow nice one felt like u wrote it for me (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 19, 2012

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