Poetic Dustbin

This is My World… Now…

My mind is a Mess right now.

I feel alone surrounded by humans who I love.

I am fuckin’ tired.

They don’t understand. They never will.

They are so caught up in their own world.

I need to take care of everything. everything.

And still people demand so much of me.

I feel like crumbling down.

Nobody respects me anymore.

My past mistakes have been the basis for judgement. I have moved on a long time ago.

But they won’t. I feel like a Puppet. I am a Puppet.

The only person I thought who could understand me, treats my like shit.

It’s not Pride. It’s Rage. There’s a big difference.

I can’t take this anymore. But I have responsibilities. This isn’t just about me anymore.

Who am I to complain? I don’t even have that right.

I’m damned! and I deserve this as I was told.