They Are Not Me

Life seems so complicated sometimes
And I don't know what to do
I don't think anybody understands
What I'm going through.
How can they?
They don't spend all the time being sick
They are not on a hospital bed
So much that it is like it have been reserved just for them
They don't have people walk out on them
All the time like they are the plague
They don't feel under scrutiny all the time
That sometimes they feel like guinea pigs waiting to be dissected
They aren't so lonely
That they need somebody to tell them they are not ghosts but humankind
They don't have to wonder
All the time if somebody there for them
They are just not me

Reviews

[Dream Poet]

I don't think anyone can understand the feelings that we have inside. We try to express them to our friends and loved ones however they always seem to miss the mark on what we are truly feeling. I like the way this piece brings that feeling of despair out.