Maybe my body is rejecting me, my every little bits and pieces falling apart because it shouldn't be allowed to take less than it deserves
Or maybe it's the mind-numbing overthinking when myΒ brain shouldn't process every one of my thoughts and feelings, all so dangerous to think
Sometimes I wish I had no feelings nothing to think about but the absence of one and people would tell me how miserable it would be to have to experience them so maybe I'm breaking down not because I'm taking what I deserve and maybe it's the lack of so many things I deserve that I refuse to swallow.