WoRtHlEsS

by 4EvErHeRs   Apr 27, 2005


Every morning I wake up
With my pillow soaked with tears
People telling me I’m worthless
And I’ve taken it through all the years.

Everyday I go to school
I’m just known as the queer
I pretend it doesn't bug me
But it does every time I look in the mirror

Every night I come home
My family yells at me, left and right
Everything I do is wrong
But I still put up this fight

Then I go to bed
After I shut my door
I cry because I’m worthless
And pain seeps through my core.

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  • 19 years ago

    by mayme

    You are one of the best writters on this site...your poems are easy to understand and seem to come from your heart-keep writing I love your poems--yes I have read many of your poems.