Too Young to DieA Poem by Roxannekids can hurt too... TW: suicideI should be popping pimples, but instead I’m popping pills Worried ‘bout money, but not the one paying bills And I am such a f*****g mess, much to my dismay But I’m not old enough to die Hope not to keep it that way When the doctor says I’m sick, I say “what’s it this time?” Says there’s a problem in my head, but I’m feeling just fine A cure for every problem That’s what I’d like to get And when s**t don’t budge, I guess I’ll throw a f*****g fit This world is full of evil Finding good is pretty rare I never wanted to be here This s**t is just not fair But I’m not old enough to die So, I’ll just rot in bed Waiting ‘till eighteen to put a bullet in my head. © 2024 RoxanneReviews
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3 Reviews Added on September 6, 2024 Last Updated on September 6, 2024 Tags: poetry, mental health, dark, melancholy |