Tests.
All these tests.
Failed every one.
Every single one.
But then it turns around
When I'm mad
I'm made to feel guilty
Shame on me
For being made to feel this way
After all
I cannot express my feelings
For apparently I'm a robot
I don't have feelings
Nothing
I just didn't want to be alone
Is that so much to ask?
Because of it
I have no friends to hang
I have no more children
I have no one
No sisters
No like-sisters
I am alone
The cheese that stands alone
I've accepted and I'm okay
Bi-polar reminds me
But once again...
This too shall pass.
I'll accept my fate of being
ALONE
Written by ©Diana Jillian 9/17/12
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2 comments:
Awwww... Such a sad piece... You have friends. I am here for you.
Thank you very much, Darlene. Sometimes tunnel vision gets the best of me.
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