21 and Restless

I can’t seem to figure out how to

be an adult

I just never feel good enough

I’m nobody’s favorite

Nobody’s love

Nobody

Spare me your pity and let me live my life, untouched.

Unavailable

How is it possible

to crave

so much of the world

to want

so much out of life

and still not want to exist

and wonder how much more of life you can take

How is it possible to be grateful for life

and want to give it back

How is it possible

to smile so genuinely

but feel like screaming instead

“You’re so young
you have the time to figure it out”

Give it time, give it time, give it time

but what if I don’t have the time

or worse

what if I don’t want the time

�"dealing with anxiety and depression

Author's Note

I never thought I would be one to write this style of poetry, but one day I just jotted this down and I actually thought it was worth posting

Reviews

[KCthelastboyscout]

Depression covers you like a warm blanket. But you're only 21 you got time to turn it around.but you probably heard that before. In the end you're going to win. I can promise you the result but I can't promise how long your journey will be