Ain't Easy

This is a small poetry, monologue-esque story that is also sort of a rant

It ain’t easy being me; it's hard you see

Picking away at this life brick by boring brick

Being told, “Don't worry, it's good to be like this…..”

But I can’t take it no more I feel like I’m trapped in a cage, even if I look ok, I'm still full of rage

  No one understands you, no one wants to listen to you, everyone hates, you berates you, and thinks it’s ok

Well it’s not, these words may make no sense, but it's how I feel, it’s what I’ve covered up and concealed for years, I’m tired of hiding, crying and living to someone else’s standards, I want to take my own strides but you won't let me.

Leave me alone, damnit leave me alone. I hate you so much sometimes, but  you don’t hear me,

I don’t need you to fear me, I need you to hear me and unfortunately you don’t.

That’s ok because I don’t need you to anymore, I don't want you to anymore

Now I just want you to leave……

So you want to leave now? Ok go, don't come back…

But just remember, you’ll need me before I need you……

You’re complaining again, what’s new?

New topic? Nope.

New perspective? Nope.

Same you, same crap, same ignorance

This poem’s about a person so full of sh….. It should be called, “Ignorance”.

But even though you’re more full of yourself than a Russian doll ,

Even though living with you is a living hell,

Even though I kind of want to knock all of your teeth out of your mouth

Just know I still care

I still bill turn the Earth inside out for you

And I still love you

I still hate the thought of your existence though

Author's Note

This is just a small rant, read it if you want, don't read it if you don't, but don't leave hate, just move on. Critiques are much welcome since I am kind of new to this, but there is a thin line between judgement and hate.