Alive, Yet Dead.

Alive, Yet Dead.

A Poem by 1Disawsum

I'm never good enough,
I always ruin people's days,
I'm always the girl people dread seeing,
Why am I so bad?

I'm never going to be worth it,
I don't know what I live for.
I know how dumb I am,
I just don't get why.

I'm never going to look good,
I never fit the standards.
I've always wished to be the girl,
That everybody looks up to.

I'm never going to have friends,
not that I expect to make any now.
Nobody ever likes me, they all think I'm ugly.
I just don't know how to change.

I've always wanted to be that perfect someone,
Just for one day, to experience a different life.
I'm always wishing and wanting, 
But it never comes true.

I just want to look stunning,
And be as perfect as can be.
I just want to be so smart,
That everybody sees me.

I just want to be perfect,
Is that too much to ask?
But I do know wishes do come true,
As I have always wished to be dead.

And now... I am.
I'm alive, yet dead. 

© 2014 1Disawsum


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1Disawsum
1Disawsum

Sydney, New South Wales, Australia



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