I'm lost.
I tell you but you just say to
stop thinking so hard
but that's impossible.
Quick change the subject before
I can tell you that my anxiety
is so bad that it's causing me
physical pain,
that I hold back tears at school
and people keep asking if I'm okay
because I was never really good
at hiding my face.
I feel like music can't hear me,
like I lost the translation so
people can't understand me.
I feel like my poems are razors I'm testing
how deep I can get get into my skin,
like no one's left to sing my name and
my vocal chords were ripped out
a long time ago.
I feel like
I don't understand me anymore.