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Feb 2018
I think my mind got messed up in the construction process of it all.
All my emotions are blurry and my thoughts are jumbled.
I’m not sure what I should feel, when I should feel it and if I should even feel it at all.
It’s quite a mess.
I can’t seem to find the words to describe how I see myself.
I hate myself.
No.
I love myself.
No.
I’m content.
No, not that either.
I’m not sure about anything.
And I think that’s the problem.
My brain is probably just missing a wire or a ***** or something of the sorts.
It can’t connect the pieces,
It’s not sure how to or what pieces to pick up.
-j.p.
jess
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jess  18/F/Canada
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