Classically hating myself
I am such a headache
To myself
That I just want me
To go away.
I cannot stand
To hear my thoughts
Or give myself
The time of day.
I'm forging knives
Inside my brain.
They stab me from
The inside out.
They twist
And screw
And cause me pain,
And hand to me
My own self-doubt
Take from me this headache.
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Poems From Another Sad Teenager
PoetryPoems From Another Sad Teenager is a collection of personal poetry highlighting the ups and downs of being a teenager in the 21st century. Dealing with topics of depression, anxiety, friendship, loss, healing, and growth, it gives a relatable narrat...
