All these voices in my head, make me want to scream,
They taunt me and torment me, so I can't dream,
So many different emotions and feelings,
How am I allowed to act? Is this daring?
Why can't you sit still? Why can't you just be normal?
I never could understand why I had to be such a scandal,
Are you listening to me? Are you daydreaming again?
But when I snap, I am the one at fault, I am insane,
There's nothing I can do about it, it's not my fault,
I am just who I am, there's so many, I lock it up in a vault,
Why do you talk so much? Who cares about that?
When you talk to me about that, I get so overwhelmingly sad,
Why are you getting so upset? it was just a joke,
For you experience it differently, we are not in the same boat,
I can see the world more vibrantly, and more creative,
But then you knock me down and say I'm not being respective,
I told you to do it this way, why did you do it that way?
My idea was better in the long run, but they just say I'm astray,
Why are you so loud? Why are you so upset over nothing?
I am not mad, I just get excited, just overwhelmed,
I get frustrated, very easily triggered,
But when I show my true emotions, they get rigid,
Can you just smile more? Stop being so emotional,
And what about you, how are you so original?
Look at me when I'm talking to you,
I can't, my eyes wander around, but that can't be true,
No one will ever know the real me,
Because her, I can't and will never be,
No one will understand the feeling I feel deep inside,
From all the voices and all the demons screaming inside my mind.
YOU ARE READING
The recovery
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry that I am writing during my depression, some are very dark and some are happy memories. I am going to try to publish every day
