No one will know and No one will care

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Wow, what a poem.

''No one knows what goes through my mind

No one knows how complicated I am

I was once called a problematic child

I was once told i was unfit to be in society''

''I'm a mence

I'm a addict that doesn't know the meaning of limits

Someone please understand me

Someone please wait for me''

''My body wants to give up

My body doesnt have a choice

I am slilent in the depths of madness

I am lonely in this unfit society ''

Hello there! This is Ina speaking. I am here to give a comment/review. Anyways, let's get into it.

I love how you use simple words that were put together to make a deep and poetic phrases and sentences. The first stanza was my favorite and I think it suits the title of your poem very well. The lines:

"No one knows what goes through my mind
No one knows how complicated I am"

These lines just hit you like you have a feeling that the people around just doesn't understand you and that they don't know how complicated every person in society is who is going through something like this. The next lines:

"I was once called a problematic child
I was once told I was unfit to be in society"

These lines are relatable. You feel like what those people said was true and that you are an unfitting person to live in a society and all over the world society is everywhere so, in short, you think "I am an unfitting person to live in this world." Being a problematic child is also hard. You are always in the problem or you are always involved with the problem or you're the problem. Yikes!

"Someone please understand me
Someone please wait for me"

Whenever someone feels so sad or thinks of negative thoughts about their lives or about their existence, they would always crave or ask someone to understand them. Although, I do not understand the line, "someone please wait for me." It even doesn't give me an explanation in the last stanza.

"My body wants to give up
My body doesn't have a choice
I am slient in the depths of madness
I am lonely in this unfit society"

In my opinion, I think this doesn't seem like it should be the end. I have questions for the lines: "my body wants to give up" and "my body doesn't have a choice." Is it like you are unfit for the world because you think your body is not capable or it doesn't have the right body standards in the society you live in? Is it that you body is so numb from all the pain, sadness and/or anger? The line: "I am silent in the depthes of madness", I think it's better to use the word anger so it sounds more poetic. The line: "I am lonely in this unfit society", tells me that you are really angry and you don't know what to do. But it doesn't seem like a good ending. In every sad story or poem, there should be hope it.

I hope this helps! This poem has potential, you just need yo fix it a little. Thank you for sharing this good poem of yours. Have a good morning, day, afternoon, or night.

Hello! I would like to start by saying this is a piece that really resonates with me personally and thus, even the simplest of lines really stood out. I love the vague wording which leaves room for the reader to interpret it in their own ways while still understanding the experience of the speaker.

Firstly, I LOVE the line, "I'm a(n) addict that doesn't know the meaning of limits". It can be interpreted in so many different ways and allows me to picture many different scenarios in which it could fit the scene. A person in a depressive state that finds comfort in their own pain, a person stuck in an abusive cycle, and a substance abuser are just a few things that come to mind in context with the piece.

The next line that stood out to me was, "My body doesn't have a choice". Again, with the broadness of this line, there is so much to be uncovered here depending on how the reader relates.

My absolute favorite line was the last one, and how it subtly contrasts with the last line of the first stanza. As someone who has had experiences with similar thoughts, the feelings are very much similar to this. Sometimes, I believe that I am unfit for society while other times, I feel that society just isn't ready for me.

All in all: I loved this. Short, broad, and open for interpretation. There are a few minor spelling/ grammar mistakes but I'm not really one to talk about those considering I make those errors all the time. I've looked at some of your other works as well and they're just as interesting. Happy writing!