drawing pictures of memories long forgotten
Witnessing 'bout my savior, I gotta give this a rest
No one Understands me I just try to do my best
I feel like the whole world is against me
To many rainy days and it's hard to see
The joyful person i used to be
still lives inside and i can't let go
like a sun behind the clouds just waiting to show
like running away and trying to lay low
but the problem is that I do not know as to where I should go
Or how should I tell my family no

i think you shoud get rid of the last line and add something more about your personality. it sounds like you're trying to tell who you are without getting your feelings hurt because you think no one will like the real you

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I think this poem adds a sense of loneliness the person is confused as to where they should gp