Absolutely insane, You’re pushing me past my limits And making me deranged. It kills me to know All this agony you’re indulging me into Is helping you shove me away, And prove that it is only my mental state. I could laugh at the amount of therapy, This could force me to need. I’ve had so much Why would you make me feel this way? Everyday I doubt myself, I’m not sure how many times it’s from my symptoms Or from what you tell me about them. I know though, I want everything to go away. There’s no point of existing like this, Acknowledgement probably wouldn’t be enough for me now, But no one’s letting me have just that anyway. While you throw your words at me Like bombs whilst expecting me to think they’re bandages Maybe you should just finish the job, Because each breath I take becomes more forced, more tired, more hateful Except none of you who think you’re doing your job Notice a thing. And that’s how I know I would’ve been a **** good nurse, Because I would have cared, I would have worked for people And now you’ve made me not want to see any, Perhaps even more than I did before. I’m not sorry I don’t feel sorry anymore, You’ve shown me how to feel like this, I can’t believe I ever trusted, When all I get is betrayed, ignored or shoved aside And I’m done now. I don’t want to listen to humanity anymore: I don’t think there is any left.