go to see that moment after moment and work after work i am so unhappy with myself.
i keep seeing myself in the mirror as someone else -- someone else i want to be:
happier prettier more confident more capable more of everything i'm not ____________
take this brain, nor this head, to stir this mix of pain in my mind again; why not let my thoughts of ease to reincarnate my life into a life ____________
have things easier
why can't it be easier
(just pretend it's okay)
why can't i love myself for who i am
(just believe it's okay)
why can't i ever be them
(don't realise it's not okay)
when will i ever be happy when will i ever be satisfied with my own self being when will i ever love myself more than others when will i ever be myself
-- if myself even exists.
just your normal sloppy depressing poem from 12.30 am; when there are thoughts and hateful succinct attacks to my mentality.