Poems by a depressed transmasc

Falling

I'm constantly falling
And constantly upset
I'm always drowning
And can't take a breath
I can't hear a word
That anyone says
My head is a mess
Can you hear it process
Every word you say to me
Get twisted and churned till it's turned on me
And no one can stop this hideous mess
I feel it alot some would say I'm depressed
But I think it's a fact
That everyone knows
My head is an ocean
No one knows how deep it goes