the pills i take at night
tell me how to feel
they tell my body
to keep producing that serotonin
keep up the good work
tap into the ol' energy supply
it never really works though
i lie and say it helps
but in reality
i don't feel anything
i feel as though i'm just
moving my emotions around
in circles
an endless cycle
of extreme highs
extreme lows
no in-betweens
does anybody seem worried?
no
of course not
why should they?
if i don't allow them to see me
i mean see me
they how should they know
how fucked up
i truly am?
YOU ARE READING
poems from a girl who doesn't care (who also really cares)
شِعرi am a girl who does not care (but actually really does). these are my poems.
