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What do you think???

They're holding me back,holding me down.
Try to stand up,just to get pushed to the ground.
Working to keep my head up isn't quite working.
And nobody understands how much I'm hurting.
Sometimes it sucks,but **** It,that's life.
Can't give up,remember it's fight or flight.
Yet,so long I've been fighting and getting nowhoere.
No matter how hard I've fought,nobody cares.
So I feel that I must give up this fight.
Move on with my life,though I must take flight.
Fly off to somewhere,somewhere I can be Me.
Go somewhere where they understand-It isn't hard to see.
So maybe I'm not pretty,so what,I can't talk.
Because I don't know how-but I will remain to walk.
Though as in seems I am getting nowhere.
It would be easier if just one person would care.
But life isn't easy,and this-I've found out.
Overcoming obstacles is what it's about.
What does one do when the obstacle is too large.
No matter the effort,no matter the charge.
Through failures and triumphs,rejections and tears.

3 months ago
So long I've been crying,just drowning my fears.
These fears now resurfaced,after 2 years.
Can't go through that again,is it almost over,so near.
I know I must go on-despite the troubles.
But really,why must I-my pain has doubled.

It's hard-trying to change,to believe in yourself.
When others just hate you,making you hate yourself.
With no one there by yourside,you stand all alone.
Aching with pain,head to toe,bone to bone.
Everyone is leaving now,leaving me behind.
Looking for a way,searching to find.
What do I need,to so badly discover.
Is it me I need-the real me uncovered.
Or could it be something else,much deeper inside.
Should I start searching now,or continue to hide.
Am I hiding from myself,or hiding from others.
That I don't know,me myself one another.
How can I go on,with no place to go.
Nobody to trust,because nobody can know.
No one knows simply because I won't let the,.
Wouldn't care anyways,so you know what-F*CK THEM!...

3 months ago
Don't even give me a chance,and that I can see.
Dont even care or give a sh!t about me.
Why must they hate me,what did I do.
Being loyal to friends who turn their backs on you.
No explanation,no reason as to why.
And just for that fact,that's why I cry.
Can't begin to understand the hurts which fills.
Fills so much of me,it's almost unreal.
Why don't they look away,why must they stare.
Why don't they look away-I know they don't care.

I don't talk much,but don't tell me to.
Dont say **** about me,because I'll flip it on you.
On the exterior I appear so weak.
And I suppose I am,as tears roll down my cheek.
Tears everday just drip,drip,dropping.
Sometimes I feel like completely stopping.
Stop living,stop breathing,and mostly stop crying.
Every passing day,I am slowly dying.
As is everyone else, but me I die because I choose.
Choosing involuntarily,and everytime-I lose.
I let there words bring me down.
I let their stares pull me to the ground.

3 months ago
Trying so despirately,I begin to rise.
Almost back up,so quick back down-it's no surprise.
I know what I've done,yet I've dontnothing wrong.
Feeling so weak,so alone-still fighting,staying strong.
At least I'm making an effort to keep my head up.
Though most of the time I just want to give up.
I cannot do this anymore and this I've found.
They're holding me back,keep pushing me down.
So alone in this world,I walk on my own.
Nobody to guide me,given I must walk alone.
No matter how bad it hurts,I must keep going.
Letting the strong side-not weak-stay showing.
Bottled up inside is my dreams and ambitions.
Here is not right-Can I make that descision.

Learn from yesterday,live for tomorrow.
But today is today-all I have is sorrow.
That I can't love love,because it is unfair.
To love sometihng so fake,so not me,so rare.
Though not so much rare as fake,you see.
Because they only hate me for who they see.
What they see just isn't myself-I'm dying to live.

3 months ago
Why am I running to live-with nothing to give.
Useless,hopeless,pointless I seem.
When will I wake from my nightmare,your dream.
Life goes on this is what I was told.
By Tupac Shakur-even Bizzy Bone.
Pac also said Keep your head...Things are gonna get better.
Do I believe this-not sure,but I can hope-so whatever.
Music keeps me going on.
It helps me stay somewhat strong.
You're not a name-you're just a number.
Feeling like don't nobody love ya.
Wanna hug ya-to keep you from going under.
Lately music is all I have.
People hate me,while friends stab me in the back.
My family is all moving,the rest just don't care.
But I must ignore them-me-they can't scare.
So with that said- I'm lying on the ground.
Getting up so slowly-this time,lets change my life around.
------------------------------... is smthn i wrote a few days ago-really long i kno sorry!!!didnt think itd be that long.but wut do you think??? good,bad..wut shouldi work on?feedback plz!

Its really wonderful poem,

Full of verve and rhyme.


"A guilty conscience needs no accuser."