I keep pretending to be okay,
But I'm not.
I keep hoping for the stress to go away,
But it won't.
I keep trying to go about my day,
But I can't.
Everything just keeps crumbling around me.
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.
