I know that I'm broken I know that I'm a mess.
You hang around, you tell me this. All this pressure is a miss.
My stomachs turning. My heart is burning. I'm still just learning.
I can't stop it, I don't like it, why don't you stop it.
My mind is buzzing. My chest is crushed. I try but my mind says it's a bluff.
Why won't you leave me alone. Would you stop changing me now, can't you see that I'm screaming.
Shut up. Grow up. Don't do that. You need to focus. Stop over thinking . What the hell were you thinking.
It might not be you, but my mind is imperfect. I'm sorry for what I do why am I making this. Stop saying this. I'm in a hole and your just pushing me down. Your grin makes me sick. You laugh makes me shuttered. Your words make my eyes burn. And trying but I'm imperfect, I'm broken and I know I'm learning. This pressure fallowed by anxiety, depression weighing down on me. I am trying just stop fighting me, stop changing me. I know it's me.