Stephanie

I think life sucks, no one knows what I am going through, and everyone will just leave me alone.
I feel sad, depressed, and I don't belong here at all.
I am frustrated with everything, alone, scared of life.

People see me as confused, misinterpreted, suffocated.
I look at those people and say I am me, maybe I am misinterpreted, you have no idea.
People who really know me know that I am who I am, nothing can change the way I feel about life, are always there for me no matter what.
I am frustrated with everything, alone, scared of life.

I wish I was unable to feel anything, my mom would spend more time with me, that I will be happier in life.
But I realize that I will always be able to feel, my mom is who she is, no one can make me happier other than me.
I hop I will not become ill, I can overcome what I feel everyday, and I will no longer deal with this continuing sadness.
I am frustrated with everything, alone, scared of life.

Someday, I will be happier, live my life to the fullest, and do what I want to do.
Until then, I can live in the present, live one moment at a time, and try not to be sad.
I believe I will make it through, I will overcome my sadness, I will be happy for the rest of my life.
I am frustrated with everything, alone, scared of life.

**I wrote this poem for English class, and everything in this poem is true. I didn't make it up just for class. This is a self-definition poem.**