Rhythmic Depression

February 2, 2017
By Anonymous

Nothing’s ok
I don’t know what to say
I think too much every day
I feel like no more than clay
Being shaped in the way
Everyone thinks is proper to put on display
I want to go away
If I may
I don’t want to lay
Please understand that I truly don’t want to slay
Myself, but I am certainly not gay*
I feel like I am in a play
And the backdrop is grey
I’m not who I am today
I want you to stay
And be my ray
But if you go astray
It may be too late
For you to come back all the way
Before I pull away
No one will miss me anyway

 

*gay in this case means happy.



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on Feb. 27 2017 at 12:08 pm
Thisisreal_life PLATINUM, Manhattan, Kansas
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Favorite Quote:
"so do it. Decide. Is this the person you want to be? Is this the life you want to live? Is this the best you can be?"
"I survived the fire because the fire within me burns brighter than the one around me"

Although I will never know who wrote this, I wish I could just wrap you in a hug.I feel as if this poem is based off real life, your life. I have been through it, so I feel like this hits right on home. The poem itself is very good, and i love the rhyming scheme. Keep writing! you are very good at it!


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