Fan Fiction ❯ What About Me? ❯ What About Me? ( Chapter 1 )

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What About Me?

I'm hesitant to say this, but it must be said.

I just can't keep all of this inside of my head.

Everybody else's problems are driving me insane.

I have enough trouble dealing with my life everyday.

They want my pity and all my attention,

But all my problems deserve no mention.

No one thinks I can understand;

This is getting out of hand.

Now all my friends are depressed

And I can't help but feeling stressed

I feel guilty when I act happy,

Especially when my friends feel so crappy.

So I ask: What about me?

Why can't I just feel free?

Some think minor problems are disasters.

With feeling down, they're the masters.

We're too young to be worried about dating.

Y'all always end up depressed and hating.

It seems like they're just looking for an excuse

To give everyone they care about abuse.

Last year was a rough one.

I'm so glad it's done.

I lost my grandma, grandpa, and dog,

So now I can barely see through the fog.

Everyone I love is leaving.

Sometimes I feel like screaming.

But my life is now looking up.

We even got a new pup.

Though I love him, my heart's still on the mend.

He'll never replace my old friend.

I come home everyday, expecting him to be there

But all I'll ever find is my doodle-bear.

I still cry when I think about him,

Especially in the morning dim.

I didn't know how to live without him then.

And at that point I didn't really care

Care about my friends or family.

I just didn't know how to be

It hurt even more

That my grandpa died the week before.

I tried to be strong to help my family,

But in the end, I just gave up me.

It just doesn't feel real

And I simply don't know how to deal.

What about me?

Why can't I just be free?

Free from the hurt and trouble.

I wanna hide in my private bubble.

To block out everything bad

And never again get mad.

But you say that'll never be;

Of this pain, I'll never be free.

But I refuse to let all this strife

Ruin my previously happy life.

So you ask: What about me?

I know eventually, I'll again be free!

(AN: doodle-bear is one of my new puppy's nicknames, his real name is MacGyver.

So whadda think?...good? terrible? depressing? uplifting?…okiesz, done with the adjectives)