It’s Different Now

I have enough thought and enough stress
I have everything I didn’t want, now
Everything I pictured, was wrong
Everything doesn’t get better
It’s worst
Times is getting to me
Everything is against me
Day by day there’s change
Everything comes out
Everything is visible
The pain is real
The unworthiness is there
The lack of a human being is there
What’s even the point of me?
There seems to be that I have lost
Some or all of it
It’s is just my mind, myself, and I
And one of the three
Is also against me


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