Ill

I'm so sick of watching the ones I love fade away.

I'm so sick of hearing, "Tomarrow's a better day".

I'm so sick of never getting the girl.

I'm so sick of being alone in such a big world.

I'm so sick of having my thoughts repressed.

I'm so sick of constantly being depressed.

I'm so sick of wittnessing all that I've got be taken.

I'm so sick of feeling as if i'm forsaken.

I'm so sick of writing these poems to express myself.

I'm so sick of having my heart taken and placed on a shelf.

I'm so sick of him, her, you, and everyone.

I'm so sick of being the most HORRIBLE son.

I'm so sick of never meaning.

I'm so sick of being a misfit.

I'm so sick of trying my hardest and being shot down.

I'm so sick of hiding my mind and acting like a clown.

I'm so sick of my constant mistakes.

I'm so sick of never catching any breaks.

I'm so sick of being told to smile.

I'm so sick of hearing, "Just give it awhile".

I'm so sick of trying to find my niche.

I'm so sick of the nagging from the same.

I'm so sick of hearing myself in my head.

I'm so sick of wishing I were dead.

I'm so sick of never truely being free.

But most of all i'm so sick of me.