I wanted to write a poem, But I just cry

I wanted to write a poem today
A poem that would make the world think
But I then realized.
I'm thinking to much myself
To make anyone else think about something else

I'm thinking about love
And the heartbreak I'm enduring
How I keep going back to my pain supplier
All because I'm naive and living in a dream

I'm thinking about family
And how mine have all left me.
A few thousand marks cover me
And they throw me away.
I fall down, scrap my knee
They don't hear me out
Just send me away

I'm thinking about school
And now that it's over.
What am I going to do?
It was nice to know that school will be there everyday
Unlike the "friends" that I have

I'm thinking about food
And how I want a bite
But a bite will make me fatter
I'm already fat
No one loves fat people
And all I want is to be loved.

I wanted to write a poem today
A poem to inspire the world
I then realized
I can not inspire the world when
I need inspiration myself

I wanted to write a poem today
And all I succeeded in was to make myself cry