Lost in my own world,
I'm lost in my head.
I feel my lips fakely curl,
As I wish I was dead.
I hear my laugh come out forced,
And my attention go away.
Stab myself with a fork,
And watch them look the other way.
Nobody really reads these,
I know that it's true.
Maybe I'm a different species,
And that's why I'm so blue.
YOU ARE READING
Mistaken
PoetryA book of poems about the LGBT, depression, selfharm, suicide, freedom, and society.
