WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP TELLING ME I DON'T KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT.
WHY DOES EVERYBODY KEEP TELLING ME THEY KNOW BETTER.
WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP TELLING ME I DON’T HAVE DEPRESSION OR ANXIETY.
WHY DOES EVERYBODY KEEP TELLING ME THAT I’M JUST OVER REACTING.
CAN. EVERYBODY. PLEASE. JUST. FUCKING. LISTEN.
I DON’T WANT YOUR PITY.
I DON’T WANT YOUR OWN DIAGNOSIS.
I DON’T WANT YOUR HUGS OR ANY TOUCHING REALLY.
I. JUST. WANT. YOU. TO. LISTEN.
YOU ARE READING
3AM
PoetryThese are poems. These are pieces of me pulled from the darkest part of my brain. These are not all one poem but they are all one book and they are all one brain. **strong language and possible triggers**
