lately i've been scared
worried the darkness will last
but i hope i'm wrong
i feel powerless
so backed into a corner
but i hope i'm wrong
i feel judging eyes
like i'm not just projecting
but i hope i'm wrong
i think i see it
they wince when my mouth opens
but i hope i'm wrong
i feel unwanted
it's unlucky to know me
but i hope i'm wrong
unhelpful and shamed
no one is glad i'm here, right?
i just hope i'm wrong
only by working—
my body, my only strength
my hands hold children
but my mind is too broken
prove to me i'm wrong
Inefficient love
Subpar communication
Almost good enough
Almost worth listening to
If you say nothing
You confirm it with silence
But if you argue
Please bring some more evidence
I'm trying to hope
That this self-talk's distorted
I'm sorry my pain
Is underreported
If nobody cared
Then surely I'd be alone
And not surrounded
By those who want to love me—
But I don't know how
To feel the love that they show.
I shrink back, I hide,
Because it hurts me sometimes.
These are all my thoughts
They feel so true in my mind.
But I really hope I'm wrong.