1/7/18
In the pit of my stomach I bang on tables with my bare hands
In my brain, I fight for my right to be happy and I stand
I stand alone with many other of me yelling over myself
Shoving over chairs and pushing down shelves
In anger
I don't weigh much but what little fat
What little muscle I have
Weighs me down and I can't move my feet any longer
I sit and I cry and I can't get up and I don't know why
Just let me die
The leeches suck out all my motivation
A serpent bites me with its sins
The psychyatrist injects me with depression
There is only one way this ends
I push myself over
And down into a ditch
Hopefully I drown
Because I'm only a bitch
Eventually everyone will learn my name
They'll learn how I'm psycho
They'll learn I'm insane
And only then will they let me go
ESTÁ A LER
Where My Eyes Wander
PoesiaThis is my new cover of my poetry, starting with my signature Tweeting Bird. These would have ranged from two years ago to today. You will be able to see my progress as you read. Thanks for reading my work!
