A Sonnet for my Messed up Mind
How do I loathe thee? Let me count thine ways
You make dizzy and frail
You made me feel like I only fail
The only days I feel okay are the days where I have gone away
Dissociation, spaced out, daze
Drinking water from the ‘holy grail’
Hoping it will finally nail
Away the way my mind likes to play
For you make me cry
You make me sad
You make me feel unloved
So now they pry
And my mom gets mad
Because I can’t see how I am beloved.

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