I admit
It gets a little lonely
When your body is around people
But your mind is in the dark
I can't reach out to you
It hurts
Go away
I'm okay
I think I'm dying
I can't love, what if I fail?
Who is this girl that I see in the mirror
I watch her feet
As they lead the path of a failure
Her path leads downhill
Deeper, deeper
I think she's lost
She has nowhere to go
No one to go to
Where is she?
Her "friends" tell her she is in class
I'm in a blank space
I can't see or hear or taste or feel
Am I human?
Is she?
Who is she?
Who am I?
Who are we?
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Mental Mysteries
PoetryThis is poetry. This is emotion. This is the unknown, the known, and everything in between. This is a piece of my heart to be shared. This is a collection of thoughts. This is complicated. This might be real. This is stressing me out. This is a feel...
