Little Mad

Little Mad

A Poem by Imperfectionist
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this is about this girl...i know but but it's not about me

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Why do I find my self-esteem going lower and lower whenever I talk to you?

Why have you become such a bragging a*s?

Why can’t I find my pride?

Why can’t I cry anymore?

Why do you keep saying you have more friends than me every day?

Why do you think you can get away with anything?

Why do you think you can dump everything on me?

Why do you make me want to lock myself in a closet with a gun, shooting myself until my very last breath?

Why do you keep saying your life sucks when everything comes to you on a silver platter?

Are you the reason I’m scared of stepping out of the shadows?

Why do I listen to you?

Why is your life better than mine?

Why do you make me want to slit my wrists?

Why do you kick me when I’m down?

Why do you point out my flaws?

Why do you make me feel bad about myself?

Can you even answer these questions with an actual answer?

I didn’t think so

© 2011 Imperfectionist


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It also blows my mind how people can act this way too. But sadly this is the way how most people act.

Posted 13 Years Ago


i really enjoyed this poem and never feel like your alone in this problem...please keep writing

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on October 5, 2011
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