I don't like the way I lie awake at night.
I don't like the way I cry myself to sleep.
I don't like the way the demons scream in my head.
I don't like how unlikable I've become
I don't like the way I constantly feel judged.
I don't like the way I shut my mouth even though I have a billion words.
I don't like the way I'm treated by my peers.
I don't like how insecure I am.
I don't like the way I have failed at changing.
I don't like the way I become lethargic about my work.
I don't like the way I want to change the world but do nothing about it.
I don't like how I'm not liked by most.
I want to change.
It's not that I haven't tried.
I want to change.
But my brain feels tired.
I want to change.
Look how broken I am.
I want to change.
I must make a stand.
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