Amy's blog: "Poetry"

All I do is sit around and cry

And ask myself why

Why do I even bother trying

It just leads to me crying

Everything I say or do is wrong

I’d be better off banging my head on a gong

Than do the things I think I should

Cause some people never thought I could

Just ask my mother she’ll tell you

I belong in a place I’ll call the human zoo

Where it feels like your locked in a cage

Not a person, just a name on a page

Now you know why

All I do is sit and cry