I am strong
I’ve got this
I am in control

I’m kind
I’m loved
I deserve to be heard

This isn’t that bad
I’m not going to die
It’s just a bit of anxiety

What’s the worst thing that could happen?
Not very bad
I’m stronger than I know

I’m ok
I’m ok.
I’m ok!

Her heart longs
To be on the road
To be a free gypsy
Like a river she’s always flowed

Thoughts swirling through my brain
I think I’m going insane

I don’t know what I am
Am I bi? Or am I pan?

My brain is near imploding
Body feels like exploding

Questioning is a hard thing to do
Especially when I really, really like you

On the outside:
Hi!
-Hey.
How are you?
-I’m good, what about you?
I’m good, thanks.

In my head:
Oh, if only they knew
That I am the complete opposite of “good”
But I have to say that I am
Because society hates
When we wear our hearts on our sleeves

In their head:
Yeah, sure
I’m totally “good”
Well
I guess she isn’t either
But that’s just how it goes

Back outside:
Well, I’ll see you later!
-Yeah, see you later!
(They both walk away)

Inside our heads:
I hope I don’t see them later.

“You’re so stupid!”
You say,
And I believe you
“You worthless ****!”
You say
And I know it
Unlikable
Annoying
Insignificant *****
You call me
And with every word
My soul plummets deeper
Into the hole
Where no light comes in
And you can never escape
The suffocating darkness

Well
I bet that
You weren’t expecting that
“You”
Is actually
The little voice in my head
That completely
And utterly
Hates
Me