I'm overthinking way more than usual.
It's not good for me.
I can't breathe correctly,
I can't stop crying.
Every thought in my head breaks my heart.
Every "what if" and every "I hope not."
They terrify me.
I terrify me.
I'm looking at myself in the mirror now.
Hating everything I see.
Wishing I could change myself.
Or be anyone except me.
I don't want this.
Inside and out— being me is hell.
I can't escape.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Not Okay. I'm Sorry.
Poetrythis is just an outlet for some of my poetry and poetic thoughts. my mindsets and my perspective. i can tell you now that it won't all rhyme. don't expect perfection. enjoy, i guess. xx 💕
