Forget About Me
Look,
I know I am nothing special.
You read my problems like an open book,
But if you think I believe you care about them you must be mental.
I'm depressing.
You know I am.
So stop stressing;
I know you can.
I'll never be good enough!
Can't you see?
So why don't you
Just forget about me.
This poem is about:
Me