I am all alone in a world where no one cares. Anything I do or say is not good enough, or I am told I'm not being fair. If life as a teenager is supposed to be fun, then why does mine seem to be so hard? Nobody tells me any answers and that has left me emotionally scarred. Most of my life I have kept to myself. There's no one I can turn to, so no one knows how I feel. Life is so dull and nothing seems real. Though there are days when everything goes right, I still feel alone, especially at night. Sitting in the dark with nothing to do makes me feel sad, depressed and blue. I try not to let my acquaintances interfere, but it seems kind of hard when they tell me they are here. Maybe someday I won't feel so blue. Until that day, there is nothing anyone can do.
Reason for writing:
My reasoning for this poem...
I am clinically depressed.
Instead of acting upon my thoughts, I write them down.
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