Venting

by Ashley Gray   Aug 14, 2007


I feel like an outcast. I'm unsociable, and extremely quiet.
I have one friend, and a few associates.

Older people always tell me that I am very pretty.
I should smile more, and stop looking so depressed.

But they don't understand the emotions that I go through or the way I feel about myself, and life in general.
I am hardly ever happy with myself. There is always something wrong with the way I do things.

I really don't like dealing with people at all.
They don't understand me, and all that entails.

I find that I live in my thoughts, imagination, and dreams quite often, so that I won't have to deal with the "real" world.
I worry that I may be causing my health to decline.

I do hope to find someone I can spend the rest of my life with, start a family, and have a great job.
I really just don't want to wait patiently for it.

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