My brain is conflicted.
  I want to sob, but I can’t for some odd reason. These thoughts are intertwined with my thoughts about my weight. I feel unsure.
    My brain is conflicted.
I want to give up. Sometimes I don’t; although, it depends if I am ambitious.
      My brain is conflicted.
What should I do? Am I confused?
These thoughts,
  they are killing me like a storm killing grass. Absorbing moisture from the rain, and over filling it.