not fine

i

i always break things
and then i
run away

i fall apart
with every
passing day

i'm sick of waking up
to tear stains
on my pillow

i'm sick and tired
of always feeling
this low

i don't know
what i wanna be
i just know that

i don't wanna be me

-

a/n

this piece is actually kinda funny due to the back story of how i started writing this

and yes i did the weird placement of words on purpose it's also an inside joke