My thoughts spiral, like a whirlpool,
feeling anxious and lonely,
trapped in loops of thoughts,
staring at the night sky,
wondering if my life would improve,
like a bird flying freely through the meadows, saying, "I'm free!"

Yet my negative thoughts don't perish,
reciting a man's cry in a psych ward,
like a homeless man begging for supplies and freedom, while being misunderstood,
But no luck.

I continue thinking negatively,
becoming used to feeling lonely, and commencing activities alone,
manifesting for peace and happiness,
to assure my inner child that my life will eventually become better,
like a plant regrowing from its dead roots.

I continue,
unexpectedly meeting new people, whom I can cherish,
being understood and included,
continuously improving myself to the best of my abilities,
becoming that one person I dream of being, living a happy and peaceful life.