My own mind is not like yours
It malfunctions every now and then.
Sometimes this isn't so bad
And sometimes it means I stay inside for days.
Each time is not any less important
Maybe to you, but not to me.
Each signals what could be a blip or a drop
A pit or a ditch.
But no matter what I say about my own mind
It's still mine, and I still have control of it.
Even if it doesn't seem like it
When I'm alone in bed
In the same pajamas I've been wearing for two days
And my hair strewn all across my pillow.
So next time you think I'm okay
Maybe know
That my own mind is very different from yours.
But also know
That this does not ever make me, or anyone, weak.
This only makes me stronger.
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Alive - Original Poetry
PoetryThis is a book of original poetry, written by me. I do not allow any one to repost my work anywhere, so if you see any stolen work on other websites or anything, please tell me and I will sort it. Thank you. This is poetry that is written by a perso...
