tried to feel, but i laughed it off tried to care, but it feels so wrong tried to deny, but it’s all over this place again. something’s gone, something’s switched not in a good way it’s a terrible thing and i make mistakes that i didn’t used to before. my room is messy, so’s my mind so’s everything where i tried to take my time all my friends and all my people all the things i used to do i’m shutting down, it doesn’t feel good everything hurts this poem doesn’t work and it feels like an attention-seeking cry. the things i dread, the things i dream it’s all melting together, a strange feeling. all my haters are doing better than me in life why am i here if i don’t ever bother to try?
when you’re kind of down and you’re making mistakes more than usual but you don’t let yourself feel (or so the counselor tells you)