the world does not wait for you.
it continues, late walks and coffee all-nighters
there's papers to write!
it does not care if you feel down
a weight of "i want to be someone else"
you cannot relax.
you cannot afford to eat with your mum, or play with your dog
you'll fall behind!
don't do that to yourself.
why would you do that to yourself?
who cares about mental health
when the world spins and spins and spins and -
YOU ARE READING
Me, Raw.
PoesiaMY thoughts MY hurt MY pain MY love My my my Me, Raw. * Poems I wrote by myself, for myself, and to myself.
