Dead Inside
I woke up from a dream into my stupid life and thenI tried to go back asleep again
and I try and I try and I try and I try
and I give up when
it doesn't get any better
and I know that it won't in the end
I know the grass is always greener
on the other side
and the people I meet always say to me
don"t you care that your grass has died?
and I try and I try and I try my hardest
and all my knowledge I've applied
but I can't change the fact, inspiration I've lacked
why bother trying to care when you're dead inside?
My cup is half empty
that's how it's been
and I don't waste my time trying to figure out
where the other half went
and I try and I try to make my parents proud
and I give up when
I realize I'm wasting my time
I'll always be a disappointment to them
So I went to bed with all these thoughts in my head
hoping someday I'll have a full cup
but things never change, the morning's always the same
hopefully tomorrow I don't wake up
and I don't know why I try and I try because it's pointless for me
no matter how much I care, I ruin what is there
it's never going to get any better for me
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