WaitingA Poem by NachtlichJust something I felt the sudden urge to write down.
Can't they see how lucky they are?
Being so close while I'm here so far. I feel like my problems would all go away. If over there, with all of them, is where I could stay. I'm to shy and depressed to try and speak. When my loneliness feels so close to reaching it's peak. They talk about problems all of the time. When I feel so guilty and just pretend that I'm fine. How easy taking things for granted can be. Wonder what it would take for all them to see. It can be hard to make friends when you're someone like me. Always at home, trying to talk to people, full of anxiety. The words just never quite come to mind. And the response sounds like it didn't take long for them to find. The thoughts rush in my head, saying they don't really care. Then with negativity my mind begins to tear. People need to realize that all of their friends are a gift. Helping you with the burdens that you have to lift. Good friends are still out there just waiting to be. Just try and help the lonely people that feel just like me.
© 2011 NachtlichAuthor's Note
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