If everyone around me
Could know how much I'm trying.
Not to let them see me,
Beg God to take me.
Cause I am suffering so much
I wonder why it's strange.
It's a feeling and not physical
Okay let talk about it.
I'm automatically set to overanalyze
And I always conclude with a "what if".
It's annoying to see a happy world or let's say a good one,
One you could have but yours is messed up.
I most apologize because I can't see more than this.
At times they say make yourself happy.
But being Happyish isn't the same.
I tried.
A/N: this is rather the most personal poem I have published.so enjoy.
