by SM
I am locked in my room
With my music so loud
That you can't here me cry
I'm scared to leave
That when I leave this room
I will make mistakes
I'm scared to get hurt
I'm scared to cry
I'm scared to feel... like I don't belong
I feel lonely but at the same time safe,
These 4 walls are my only protection
This is my "heaven"
It's my border from "hell"
I'm scared to hear the cracking of my heart
I'm just scared of the outside world
I'm scared that once I leave this room,
I will mess up...
I try and try
I just can wake up and face the disappointments,
the anger and the dangers...
Why is it so hard for me to grow up???
I'm just so scared... of REALITY...
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4 comments:
This sounds really real. It's true though, life is hard to go through. Plus, everyone gets scared of going to high school, college, and even living by themselves.
Good work!:)
This gives a really strong message. I know how this feels. I've been through this before. It's really sad. You're a really good poet. Apart from that you talk about real life issues, and that's what I like poems to be about. Good job!
Yeah sometimes I feel the same way as you do.. but in reality sometimes you just have to take risk and do things you will never imagine you doing and you might do the things that disappoint you or you regret or get mad at your own actions, and those are the things that cause you to have fear because you don't want to have the embarrassing moment to happen again and when you have fear you cause depression.
so yeah i do get scared to grow up but what can we do about it its just a way of life!!
I can totally relate to how you feel, I feel it right now. The future is scary and I think that almost no one isn't afraid of what is to come. Life isn't fair, and that's one of the worst things about reality. Nothing makes much sense and there are no re dos, no restarts. But we've got to learn to face it. You're a great poet, I think this poem reflects on how many of us feel.
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