༺ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕍𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟 ༻

𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅

I’m my biggest problem
I’m my very last hope
My patheticness is humbling
I still don’t know how to cope

My mind is always on the run
Yet my body stays forever frozen
I always find myself stunned
At the paths of which I’ve chosen

My best never seems good enough
My best self can’t compete
Every single day seems tough
My worst self is hard to defeat

Constantly in a state of depression
Even when life’s going well
It’s a different kind of oppression
Being trapped in your own personal hell

I know things could be worse
But things could always be better
Thinking I’ll only find peace in a hearse
Only content when I’m six feet under

I think of all the people id leave behind
I think about their sadness
But if only they could read my mind
Witness my mind’s madness

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I'm stuck between trying to live my life and trying to run from it.