I’m Suicidal

A poem about me.

I’m Suicidal

 

You offer me so much hope,

When things don’t go my way,

Or there appears to be no way out of my circumstances,

Yet I am so happy,

And I love myself and being me,

Furthermore, I love life and being alive,

However, my father doesn’t understand my disability,

And expects me to live a normal life,

And do things that normal people do,

Therefore, when he does so, I become suicidal,

Then you offer me so much hope,