I’ve got problems I know I do But I ignore them Constantly thinking others have it worse They have it worse Than the occasional yelling They have it worse Than the feeling of being isolated They have it worse Than the occasional self-loathing. I feel like I can’t get help, Why should I waste anyone's time With problems that don’t even matter Compared to others? Others have abusive parents, Others are constantly yelled at, Others are going through so much worse Than I have ever gone through. But then why do I feel this way? Like I have things not resolved, Like I’m not enough? Like I feel bad for wanting help? I can’t help but compare myself to others, And I can’t help but think I’m insignificant Compared to everyone Who has it way worse than I do.
I hate that I feel this way, but I can't help that it's true. I hope you liked it, thanks for reading.