Why Me? - Poem by Fernando Alvarez
I look at myself in the mirror each day,
And can't help but ask myself,
'Why do I feel this way? '
I sit up in my bedroom and cry and cry.
I ask myself 'why, oh why? '
My self-esteem is so very low.
I feel as if I will never be able to glow.
There are times when I don't know how,
To deal with all this pain that I feel.
Sometimes I don't know if my feelings are real.
Because of all this pain,
I never want to do anything.
I always want to be at home.
I always want to be alone.
I have an addiction to self abuse.
Most people ask, 'What's the use? '
I'm always reaching out for sympathy.
Then I realize that people care for me.
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