The thing about...A Poem by SimplyDisastrous
The thing about crowds is that I'm always getting lost in them without someone by my side.
The thing about cold nights is that I'm stuck in my room by myself without someone to help me stay warm. The thing about suicide is that I'm too scared to attempt it, even though I think about it quite alot. The thing about people is that they don't ever seem to want to get to know me more or understand me. The the thing about writing is that it helps me to escape my stifling life and face my feelings. The thing about me is that, sometimes, I walk around pretending that I have confidence, like I have friends that actually WANT to talk to me, when, in reality, I'm just a loser with no purpose. © 2011 SimplyDisastrousAuthor's Note
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SimplyDisastrousHartford, CTAboutHey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..Writing
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