I can never be like my friends

Hey, Ruby here with a short review.

I love the use of your stanza length. It makes it feel short, sad and panicked (if that makes sense lol) and it gives a great vibe to your writing. The end part with the separate lengths and splits between words give emphasis to your writing, it causes your word choice to stand out among other poems.

There is honestly not a lot of critique. If I were to request something, it would change the whole style, YOUR vibe.

Your talent is surely poetry, if you really are feeling like this then I'm always here over on my PM's.
Stay safe and well,

Love Rubes x

Hey,

This poem simultaneously broke my heart, and healed it. I'm not going to tell you that you shouldn't fell that way, but I am pretty sure everyone has felt that way at least once. I agree with the others though, the punctuation and apostrophes could be fixed. Other than that, I think it was a lovely, heartfelt poem.

I know how you feel: sometimes it seems like everybody else has to put no effort at all to be badass and amazing. But I find that once you get to know them more, you realise that they have the same issues and problems that you do: only the other day I realised that I wasn't the only one who can't get the fluff out of their hairbrush no matter how many times I wash it! I felt so relieved afterwards when my friend said that she has the same problem. Don't worry, I think that about every teenager is dying inside and trying their best in the real world. Hope you feel better and understand that you are amazing and they probably look up to you like you do to them XD

Hey!

First of all, if this poem is really about you, don't worry about the whole average thing. You'll find your niche soon. And I honestly sometimes envy my friends who aren't particularly good at anything, because they're usually the kindest people and the first ones I'd turn to I was down.
Also, I'm telling you this as one of these people: people who do a lot of stuff, who seem like they've got their whole life planned out are usually freaking out right now. They probably seem okay, but they're probably bursting inside for some free time. I'm saying this as one of those people.

I just found a few errors here there like:

In these lines, it should be "can't":

I cant sing,

I cant dance

but im just plain old me

Hi! I'm here to write a review on your poem!

So, first things first, I hope you feel better (not part of the review, but I really hope you do).

I think that it was a really good idea to bold the parts about your friends. It helps readers (well, me at least, I guess I can't speak for everyone) to focus on the point of the poem, so it was really useful.

It was also a good idea to start out having your stanzas be only two lines at first, and then starting to make the stanzas have more and more lines as the poem progressed.

I also think that it was a good idea to keep the poem as free verse, because that makes it come off as even more as a jot of your feelings than a carefully planned out story, as the former would be more realistic for the poem than the latter would be.

In the stanzas, you also separated the words a lot, which I also think helped a bit with setting the mood.

I'm a bit (okay, a lot, but only with capitalization, apostrophes, and Southern slang) of a grammar police, and I did find a couple of places where the grammar should be fixed a bit. I'm not going to comment on the capitalization, though, because I'm pretty sure that was intentional. However, I did notice in the last stanza that the word "its" needs an apostrophe because of the form it's in.

Thanks for reading!

P.S. Once again, I really hope you feel better!