My room is a prison
Solitary confinement
But I’m not guilty
Though my mind says I am
Sane and insane
The two sides of me
Constantly arguing
Insane usually wins
I don’t know why I can’t be sane
I’ve always been this way, really
Ever since I was young
Self-hatred is second nature to me
I don’t know what it’s like to love myself
I envy those who do