I'm a little depressed.... ========================================= Sit down... it's time to converse... I wrote this poem after feeling sad when I should have been happy. I had made new friends, found new hobbies I enjoyed, and finished a challenge I and been trying to finish. I realized that no matter what you do, you are still behind someone in this world. The competition never just ends. It's never ending. So I was thinking, "why is it even worth trying?" AND I WROTE THIS AS A RESULT!!!
Losing --- I can’t look back now I’m right where I've always wanted to be So, why doesn't it feel as good as I imagined? It was supposed to be a magical feeling Now, I’m getting bullied more than normal I thought things were stable Now, it's all falling apart I’m losing friends Losing respect Losing trust I’m just losing My whole life, I’ve been trying to win I finally thought I was winning Then I found out that there is no such thing as winning Sure, you have that satisfaction of beating the other person But there is always another person you have to be better than You will always have to be better You're always losing Like me, when I thought I was winning…
