I know I'm the perfect child.
All A's and not a single B
Becuase I work so hard every day.
I'll never zone out in class thinking what life would be like if I was gone.
Or I'll never space out in the middle of your lectures about how I'm so beautiful and amazing.
But all of those are just words.
I'll never be stuck in bed all day, just wasting away.
Disintegrating under my covers
Feeling like a single blow could send me out the window.
Becuase a child like me could never have adhd or anxiety.
Because apparently cutting myself wasn't a good enough sign for you to open your eyes and listen.
Becuase I'm not making it all up.
I'm not over reacting
Im not talking myself into things.
It's so hard to tell you anything
Becuase I could never have a mental illness.
Because I'm the perfect child
Who laughs at so many jokes.
Who is so confident and strong.
Who can't cry
Fuck I'm crying
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThis is not a story!! This is a collection of poems that help me express what I'm thinking. I'm a trans man (ftm) and I like to write about it on here along with my mental health stuff. So have fun *****warning****** Tiggers May include: Depression ...
