Overachiever
I know that I work myself too hard (I just proved that didn't I?)
And it hurts
But I can't stop (It's a crutch)
Because that would mean I was optimistic
Which I can't be (Can I?)
Because then I would slack off
Which I can't do (How else will I be the best?)
Because then where will I be?
(Oh yeah, that's right. Nowhere.)
A.N.- This was one of my "depressed" poems. I was looking through them the other day and showed them to my friends. They said I had a (good) twisted way wth words, which of course made me feel all fuzzy inside... Yes, the poem is short, but I think it gets the point across. I edited it somewhat to fit her personality/ story... I really like it, tell me what you think!
-ShiftyEyesAndAnEvilSmile
P.S.-
Wow, 2 ff in a night... So bored now that all my shows ended...