Mentally ill
Two parts-Depressed and Anxious
Though she doesn't always show it.
Slowly getting better
She constantly needs to fidget
To keep the anxiety at bay.
So she chews gum
And always listens to music
To calm herself down.
She wears a hoodie
To cover up past mistakes
And to help herself feel safe.
Its a security blanket, an invisibility cloak,
A crutch
Kind of like the cell phone she keeps glued to her hand
Or like the headphones that are always wedged in her ears.
YOU ARE READING
Poems I guess
PuisiThis is going to be the poems I write when I'm bored, I guess. They're not that good in my opinion but maybe some of you will like them.
