Page 67 - Labyrinth--Suburban Stardust

Do you ever feel like you’re an outsider Watching your life play on a broken down TV
Just wishing you had a way to change This god damn channel?
There’s a difference between being lonely and being alone.
And I am just now starting to grasp the fact
That I can be lonely when surrounded by my best friends
And I can at my happiest when in com- plete solitude.
Is that okay?
Should I be feeling like this?
Am I supposed to go to parties every weekend
Like the teenagers I see in movies
And read about in books?
Nobody told me I would be tired all the time
Or that teens commit suicide so often That when the obituary shows up in the paper
No one even bothers to read it.
No one told me reality would be this cruel.
Nobody told me that I would cry more than I laugh
Just because geometry makes me feel stupid.
Nobody told me I wasn’t as smart
As they told me I was in 5th grade. They didn’t tell me that unless you’re on a sports team or in three clubs you’re considered lazy
Even if you spend four hours a day do- ing the work they assigned to you. Nobody told me that the bags under my eyes
Would be as dark as the nights where I tried to kill myself.
They don’t show you reality on TV Because reality is ugly and cruel
And all that people seem to care about now is beauty.
They don’t care about the pain of those Who can’t afford to pay bills and taxes That the rich thrive off of.
They don’t care about us
So we are left having to teach ourselves how to love
And how to feel what we so desperately need to feel.
Poet: Sam Regan