I keep telling myself
That I'm okay
That I'm happy
That I'm doing better
I actually believed it
But now I'm sitting here
Crying
That I'm not okay
That I'm not happy
That I'm not doing better
That I'm just fooling myself.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoetryLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
