Uneasy
You know when you make yourself so worried,
So upset, and so angry,
You make yourself sick?
Mild pains and the feeling of hurling all throughout you.
Migraines and sensitivity.
Little things that usually mean nothing,
Are being caused by the storm inside of me.
Thinking about food only makes it worse,
Looking at something that should bring positivity,
Only make me want to vomit my stomach's holding.
Thinking about my problem makes it worse,
Bringing out the pain in my heart.
All I can do is sulk and hope the feeling goes away.
Put on a smile, fake a laugh.
The uneasiness in my stomach,
Shows I'm starting to overthink...
