I know it's getting bad again.
I'm either sleeping too much
Or not at all.I'm eating too much
Or not at all.I'm spacing out more than usual.
I'm rambling way worse than normal
Or I'm not talking at all.I'm making more cynical comments about myself.
They're worse than usual.I'm pushing more people away.
I'm rubbing my eyes or head a lot.
I avoid more eye contact than normal.
I avoid almost every conversation someone tries to start with me.
I can't stop thinking about everything so much.
I care too much or I care too little, there's no in between.
I don't like myself.
I hate most, maybe everything I do.
I hate what I look like.People tell me I'm good at this or I'm pretty.
I don't believe them.
But I just nod my head and agree
Just so they won't make a big deal out of it.I'm shit.
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Hopeless State Of Mind
PoetrySad peoms and stories from built up emotions & memories over the past 3 years.