I'm sad,
but I feel like I'm not sad enough.

I hate food,
but not enough to stop eating.

I hurt myself,
but not enough for people to notice.

I want to die,
but not enough to seek it.

I want happiness
but i'm too scared to lose my identity.

I'm mad,
but not enough to seek revenge.

I'm a kid,
but not enough to live my life.

I find comfort, in my sadness,
I feel safe, in my self deprecation.

My life, is spent thinking how i disappointed you.
My existence, isn't being taken seriously.

But I know my peace, will come,
if i ever find the courage, to achieve it.