I'm not worth it
Because all I every feel is pain
I try to run, I try to hide
But it always finds a way in.
I'm berly every happy
Always sad
When I am its over the top
And I can get brought down fast.
My mind thinks to fast like its on a cycle.
When I think I shouldn't be bringing like that, it usually ends with me saying I hate myself.
But honestly I don't hate me
I hate my mind
Its constit thinking
Even when I'm trying to sleep.
