Today I dressed in black
Or as close as I could get
I listened to johnny cash
And cried to "hurt"
It's been a while
I'm sorry Mr. Cash
Oh how I've missed you
The music you give
I left my mask at home today
I'm tired of trying
I'm taking a break today
I'll be my usual sad self
I left my jacket at home
Punishing myself for not being perfect
I deserved it
I did
I miss my old self
I used to be happy
Oh who am I kidding
I don't have an old self I can miss
My old self was even worse off
I had no friends
I was bullied
I hadn't even found writing yet
I was always a little messed up
Whether I knew it or not
I tried so hard to be someone I'm not
Of course I was a little messed up
Today I'm going to show my true colors
Today I'm going to be myself
Today I'm going to be sad
Today I'm going to be okay with that
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Trapped in a poetic mind
PoetryPoems by a person who has issues. Whether it is their, Depression, PTSD, or Anxiety, something is always bothering them. Writing about everything that pops into their mind, and things that they are too scared to talk about, you will no doubt find so...
