Hey there boy,
What's you're name?
Don't mind me,
You'll be gone anyway.

It's a simple transaction,
Inside of my chest.
I don't understand it,
But it leaves me a wreck.

I've dived so deeply,
Into the pain that flairs.
Loss and no self worth,
Are all that really exist there.

A deep lack of trust,
In the goodness I deserve.
Evades my eveything,
At every twist and every turn.

I'm trying to figure out,
This oldest of old stress.
But I've run from much I want.
While I'm trying my best.

So I've reached on out,
To good old therapy.
Maybe someone else,
Can find, what I don't seem to see.