Stuck (a poem) - by me(blue)

My flower won't bloom,
Nor does it dry up.
Its waiting for the ultimate doom.
It won't rain,
Nor do the dark clouds go away.
They just remain.
The time stopped,
And no my clock didn't break,
I did.
Everything's still,
and stuck in time.
I am told to relax and chill,
Cuz talking about how I feel is a crime.

I try to enjoy the daybreak
I try and try
God forbid, u relate
But I cant, I tear up
Depressed? yup
Sucidal? nod*
Stuck? ….I think u know
I shut those wet eyes hard
and in a second I laugh at myself
cuz I realized that I was crying over literally nothing
crazy? …..what do you think?
Lonely? . . . .


I just stand there,
In my balcony,
Wishing I could jump instead
One deep breath
And I feel the cold wind touch my face
I see people laughing
I hear my neighbor's baby crying
I smell my mom's cooking
And I am back
I am back where time continues
I watch the world going on,
Moving on,
Living life,
While I continue to exist,
Only cuz I cant escape.

plz dont copy

i worked real hard on it

and gonna tell me how fucking terrible it is
bye thanks