I hate knowing my mind is getting worse everyday,
I wanna do something to make these thoughts go away,
Sounding so needy when I beg you to stay,
Don’t pity me love,
I wear a mask to everyone I see,
And keep my thoughts and feelings within me,
Until it bursts like a busted water pipe,
And I’m drowning, life fading from my eyes.
I want to be okay,
I want to be loved,
I think I’m worthy,
I do believe I am enough.
But what’s a chick gotta do to be heard?
To not have their feelings laughed at,
To not be treated like a burden,
I was taught to not show my feelings,
And now all I’m doing is hurting.
~a sleepy ghost~