Thoughts
Overthinking
Crying
Downgrading
Breakdown
Such life is cruel
When it comes to me
Life was supposed to be beautiful
But what is this?
Overthinking about one thing
Turns to everything
Crying every night
Holding back the noise I make
Pathetic, unworthy
Disgusting, Words and words
Just to make yourself
Feel awful
You thought everything was fine
But by the strike of midnight
Thoughts gather up in one puddle
Flooding and blurring your mind
Such life's supposed to be beautiful
But why is my life
Full of misery and despair
For I, don't know why
My thoughts went astray
As I feel my feet cold and distant
I yearn for comfort
But alas I push them away
What am I supposed to do?
When everything is down
And feels like everyone
Don't give a shit
If such life of mine is cruel and miserable
I wish to die, and call it a night
For I long to rest and peace
If one might say, I am Dead
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