Things Don'T Change - Poem by Hannah Davies
I feel so rough
I'm just not good enough.
I've tried to pick up all the pieces
And iron out the creases.
Things don't seem to work out the way I want
Will I ever be strong enought to stand out in front?
I always fall flat on my face
Pushed back down into this dark, miserable place.
Always at the bottom of the pile
I wish all this pain would stop for a while.
Always second best
Never good enought to compete with the rest.
Trying to find ways to deal
But wll these physical and mental scars ever heal?
I feel so worth less
My head's in a mess.
What do I keep doing wrong?
Why have I been made to suffer for so long?
Happiness seems like a distant dream
Some people can be so cruel and mean.
Trying to hide the tell-tale signs
That I am anything far from fine.
Hitting my head against a brick wall
Constantly waiting people to call.
Everyone seems to have drifted away
I can't blame them for not wanting to stay.
I guess they just don't know what to say
That it's easier to look the other way.
Sometimes things look so bleak
I feel so vulnerable and weak.
When will things improve?
And my life take a positive move?
I want things to go back to normal
How I wish I wasn't so hormonal.
But I know that will never be
Cause nothing good ever happens to me.
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