Why?

A couplet style poem.

Why?

 

Why does nobody seem to like me,

even though I feel as if I’m being me?

Doesn’t matter how much I am true,

no one ever seems to follow through.

There seems to be no solution,

to this unsettling confusion.

I go to sleep at night wondering,

how many more days must I feel suffering.

Maybe tomorrow will be the day

that will end all of my dismay.

Hopefully I will be set free,

when someone actually likes me.

 

- CMB BeHuman

Author's Note

Was trying for a simple short poem to express the feeling of loneliness but being hopeful of change.

Reviews

[sabine]

I really like the simplicity of this poem, it's so honest and relatable. You did a really good job!