Routine Me Poem by Chasity Renee

My days are consumed
with teary eyes
My nights are filled
with silent cries
I wonder how did
My life get this way
and how I really
feel inside
I wonder can I really be this miserable
Or if it's just
a facade
And I can't help
but wonder
why I can't see what
every body else sees
Which is me
My miserableness fill
my days and nights
I can't seem to keep my horrible thoughts
from becoming my horrible sights
when I think of what I usually see
I then see what I usually think
But I can't help but to think the worst
Because if I didn't it would happen anyway
And my heart would burst
and then I would burst into tears
and think of how
stupid I was to
expect happiness
So my days will continue
to be consumed with teary eyes
and my nights of silent cries
And I will continue to be
Miserable inside!