Why do adults always want to know how I feel?
Always wanting to know how my day went
And what happened
As if telling them what happened will make it just go away
All I want is to be left alone
Let me sulk in my own pain and misery
When I want to talk I will
Don’t tell me I need to se a doctor
Don’t tell me that I look sad and depressed
Because I already know I am
I already know I need help
But how to I turn to someone for advice
When there is so much wrong
I don’t know where to begin
It’s hard to give your self advice
Mostly when your friends don’t care
Or when your parents don’t even know you
No one knows me
No one had seen what I’ve seen
Felt what I’ve felt
Done what I’ve done
Once it’s happened there is no going back
Just keep going forward until I finally snap
If I haven’t already
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a shot poem about why parents should just leave me alone..
what do u think..be honest cause i cant write
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Oh, I wrote a poem just like this two years ago, I still have it, but no matter, what I am trying to say is that I feel the exact same way! I mean, how can they understand how you feel if they don't know what you have done, what you have seen, what you have felt...? They think they know you, but they just don't, they don't! Not at all! They see the outer shell, the mask, the lies, they fail to see what is inside...
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hey thanks for the comment. i would like to read one of ur poems sometime, srry for replying so late... my coms been down for a long times. its been down for 2 weeks... i almost died LOL.... thanks for the comment, and i hope i can leave a great comment back
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I am a parent of a 17 year old son. To me, this is a poem about why parents should NOT leave you alone. If you are depressed, parents can help. They can get you to a doctor, a therapist so you can freely talk without judgment, even a psychiatrist if you need medication to alleviate depression and/or anxiety.
Lots of kids nowadays suffer from debilitating depression and anxiety. It's the responsibility of parents and caring adults around them to help them navigate rough patches.
It's painful for good parents to see their kids suffer so much.
I suffer from depression and anxiety. It's a family trait of sorts. I take medication and see a therapist to talk.
As a parent I check with my son to see if he is overwhelmed by depression or anxiety. He knows his family history.
Perhaps your parents know more than you give them credit for.
As for your poem what you have written is pretty good. Punctuation is missing. You tell rather than show. Poetry is a bit of both.
A way to show that your friends don't care, for example:
Stare at the pavement on my walk home.
a tear leaks from one eye;
wipe with my sleeve.
Gang of classmates laugh
as they walk by,
then cross the street.
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Wow I know how u feel it seems. Such a great write with so much passion. I wish my parents would understand me. If u need to talk just ask remember.
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very dark and awesome
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