There was such a desire
to be sicker
To prove my sickness
Praying that maybe I'd break my arm
Get sick
Almost die
Maybe then people would care
Maybe then I would believe that I'm cared for
Stop doubting that I'm truly worth anything
It's so selfish of me
It's actually disgusting
Pathetic even
So shamefully full of mania to the point it's exhausting
To prove the sickness
am I truly sick untill
All my sickness is written in words
on a doctors note
In big bold letters telling you
I'm fucked
Would you believe me then?
Maybe then I'd stop constantly feeling
I have to prove my sickness
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Brain Vomit
Poesíasilly little poems about my silly little thoughts. A lot of these are more ranty sounding than poem-y. I'm awful at descriptions and titles, I feel like to an extent I title my poems like Midwest emo songs I'm so sorry lmfao my target audience is p...
