I am falling apart.
I am breaking down.
No you can't help me.
No you can't stop it.
I am trying
I swear I really am.
Why doesn't anyone see that I am
You want so many things from me,
But get upset when I say that's it's all to much.
What did you expect, that I would be fine.
That I could Breathe in a world that smothering me.
I swear in trying, I really am.
But you just don't see it do you..
YOU ARE READING
ØVERTHINKING
PoetryØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
