Sometimes I honestly believe that the world would be a better place if we could simply stop overthinking all the time. For me, it's what's caused me to be the way I am. I fail tests, I can't sleep, I'm never on time, all because I overthink. I hate the way I look, I hate the way I act, I hate that I'm not exactly who I want to be- ever . But it's ok not to be ok, as cliche as it sounds, even when it doesn't seem like it. My bad days outnumber my good days, but I'm here. And as they all say, "I'm fine." But is anyone ever really fine? Honestly I believe the answer to that is no because in some way, shape, or form, we're all a little fucked up.
But I love you.
-for the reader.
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Things I Think of When I'm Alone
Poetry- A collection of poems I've written about how mental health feels to me🤍 - Please know that you're not alone and sometimes it's ok not to be ok🤍
