my mental tiredness
is finally catching up
with the physical meaning of tired
and mom, no you aren't helping
stop letting my brother call me a ******* *****
i'm a ******
so I can't actually be a *****
mom you keep telling me
stop sitting in the darkness
well mom the darkness is me
and I can't escape
you say
go with your friends
go party, be like normal teens
mom the only friends i have
are the ones mentally here
the party is in me
and I wasn't invited
i dont know where this is going
but all i know is im sad and i want to cry