Writing A Poem

I can't seem to understand why its so hard to write ,
a blank piece of paper in my hand it matches my small little brain..
got nothing inside, not worth anything, so why hold onto it ?
am i losing my touch? no one seems to care about what i write..
no one seems to think about what's behind my eyes,
no one seems to care about anything i say
so why even bother writing and living my way?
Am i not a writer ? Am i not cool? Am i not the girl everyone says i am, or am i just a fool?
Why is it that every time i write people take it as a joke?
if i had money I'd probably bribe you.. but no i am broke.
My life goes up and down the hill and every time i write something it goes up an inch, but when it goes down its cause sometimes you people don't get the story behind my words and make me wanna hide in a ditch.