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I drown in my tears of dislike and despair,
I feel my lungs fill up with them, they burn.
The surface feels so far, far away from where I am,
And I know that my time has started to run.

I'd run away with it, but I'm too slow.
I keep myself hopeful, I'll eventually grow,
But that doesn't mean I don't have my bad days.
I just happen to cope with them in different ways.

As I let them go, I let them rain,
My thoughts, my fears, all my pain.
It feels pathetic to wallow in my tears,
Oh! Only if an answer would appear.

I'll keep waiting, I'll collect these tears,
While I try being better, being sincere.
Hoping that my tank doesn't overflow,
Surviving on my own, flying solo.

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Hi there skylarks! Long time no talk. Apologies for not writing an explanation in my last few poems, I just didn't have enough time.

In case this has gone unnoticed, the main idea of my poems revolves around my emotions. My first few poems are more about friendship, while my recent ones are about hopefulness. The reason is that now that I'm in 9th grade, I'm stressing out about my future and drowning in my worries. Writing my emotions is the only way I'm able to keep my head above water and not end up going in too deep.

I wrote this one rn 'cause I was feeling kinda shitty. My mom and I talked today and she told me how I should start getting more serious and start managing my time better if I want a bright future.

I am trying, I really am, and I know my mom is worried because my 8th grade didn't go great at all. That's why I'm trying to organize myself now so that I can do better this time and that things can go uphill from here rather than crash and burn. At the moment all I can, and am doing is hoping and trying for things to get better. I just wish someone would notice that I am trying.

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