My head feels fuzzy and I don't know why
And that is not a lie
Clarity does not come easily
anxiety comes breezily
My brain makes me feel sad
mad
and oh so bad
People try to help me but I do not heed
I cannot plead
My fuzzy head is not my friend
I do not want this to be the end
So I fight on
I will not yawn
Till the break of dawn
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 8:05 PM UTC
Oh how I knew
that I had too much to do
but instead of doing what needed to be done
I sat around and did none
too many things are on my brain
I almost feel like Cain
but instead of Abel being my brother
I am killing another
another me
a productive we
A me who could see the things to be done
but alas the current me had outrun.
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
I’m Self Destructive and I don’t know how not to be
I want to be productive but the demons in my head don’t agree
They say “who needs to pass classes, who needs to go to work”
These voices in my head are my one catastrophic quirk
I try to be good, I try to do be headstrong
But these monsters refuse to stop their stupid song
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to be
If only the monsters in my head will just shut up and let me be me.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC