The thoughts I'd say

You

Don't get it

Don't get me

Where did the magic go?

I literally do have to be the best

You can't see outside your own opinions

And I'm a hypocrite

Following a faulty compass but

I'm trying my best.

I have to be the best

And yes I do mean have

I must

If I want to get anywhere

I have to be the anything the everything the in between

Have to fill all the spaces

Tint others' works with my flavor

And make people feel.

Do you know how hard that is?

To make people feel?

To make people fall in love with you

And understand what you're trying to say

When you can't say a word?

No.

It's not my fault you don't understand

Because trying means working hard and never giving up or in.

And I've devoted my life to it

And you just snipe and snipe and snipe

I make mistakes.

Yes.

But I am working so hard and that is something

The differences of maturity can't bridge right now.

I'm the immature one?

I'm the oldest.

I'm responsible at home and at school.

For my family and my friends.

And myself.

My life sucks every day of the week

Until I am with people who get that

Love what I love

And I've written a thousand poems about this
And I'll write a thousand more.

I'm not sorry that there's jealousy poisoning the air

And I'm not sorry we're all victims

That includes you.