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Who I Am
Posted September 1st 2013 at 01:02 AM by Stronger000
Another poem. Sorry if its really long. This one is called Who I Am.
I am spiraling
Down, not up
I can't take myself
I need to cut
I look at the razor in my hand
A memory flashes through my mind
Selfish, rude, unloyal friend
Is my mom right? Am I these thing?
Another memory attack.
Stupid school bullies
I'm a nerd. Too sensitive
I don't belong
I'm all alone
Physically
Mentally
Emotionally
My friends are leaving me
Abandoning me
Was I not good enough?
What did I do wrong?
I look desperately around the room
Looking for something to hold onto
A picture catches my eye
A picture of me
A picture of me
Me am my best friend
Why won't she answer me?
She is all I have left.
I hear my name being called
I forgot to pick up my jacket from the floor
Crap. Moms gonna flip
I rush to grab it
I ignore the taunts of selfish
Ungrateful
Rude
Friendless (at least this much is true)
I jerk my eyes open
Trying to recover from my memory attack
Of what happened earlier today
And in my life
I feel worthless
Undeserving of life
Not meant to be here
Like crap
This is it. I'm out
I close my eyes
Suck in my breath
Hold the razor against my wrist
And then drop it
Drop it before I do anything
I have to stay strong
Why am I so weak?
I throw the razor in my drawer
Breathing heavily after my close call
Eight days clean
My streak almost ruined
But it's not
I am still trying
Trying to stay strong
This is who I am.
I am spiraling
Down, not up
I can't take myself
I need to cut
I look at the razor in my hand
A memory flashes through my mind
Selfish, rude, unloyal friend
Is my mom right? Am I these thing?
Another memory attack.
Stupid school bullies
I'm a nerd. Too sensitive
I don't belong
I'm all alone
Physically
Mentally
Emotionally
My friends are leaving me
Abandoning me
Was I not good enough?
What did I do wrong?
I look desperately around the room
Looking for something to hold onto
A picture catches my eye
A picture of me
A picture of me
Me am my best friend
Why won't she answer me?
She is all I have left.
I hear my name being called
I forgot to pick up my jacket from the floor
Crap. Moms gonna flip
I rush to grab it
I ignore the taunts of selfish
Ungrateful
Rude
Friendless (at least this much is true)
I jerk my eyes open
Trying to recover from my memory attack
Of what happened earlier today
And in my life
I feel worthless
Undeserving of life
Not meant to be here
Like crap
This is it. I'm out
I close my eyes
Suck in my breath
Hold the razor against my wrist
And then drop it
Drop it before I do anything
I have to stay strong
Why am I so weak?
I throw the razor in my drawer
Breathing heavily after my close call
Eight days clean
My streak almost ruined
But it's not
I am still trying
Trying to stay strong
This is who I am.
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