Content
A stupid poem I wrote To speak so eloquently, The words I wish to say. Yet they remain in my mind To be spoken another day. I am a grown-up now, This should no longer matter. But why then when I try Does my world feel shattered? Loathing this cruel thing, Wishing it to be erased. Or do people even notice, Am I just a basket case?
Themes
Emotional Experience
Subthemes
Shame & EmbarrassmentSadness & Hopelessness