My mind is to stressed out
School
Life
Night tarifs
To many thought
My words arent making sense
Nobody is hearing me in this little box
WHAT THE F@CK
I am seriously about to lose my mind
I am not myself
Myself is dead
I am banging my head against the wall just to find myself
I am seriously about to break
lossing reality
lossing my dreams
I am not going to hell or heaven
I am not leaving EARTH
WHAT THE HELL DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS SH! T
DAMN I AM TRULY LOSSING MYSELF
It's a terrifying feeling to lose yourself, you conveyed that very well in this poem. Theres all the emotions there when this happens: confusion, anger, desperation. Your poem is great, I could easily connect to it, I once felt the same and I had never felt so terrified. Thank you for conveying all the right emotions, like showing what really goes on behind the curtian once everyone leaves and your left in a room with just yourself....or the pieces that used to make you...you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yess lol. Everyone has that day where they are like for get this school crap ughhhh. All the assessments and teachers and worries omj can really take its toll. The feeling are on point and I can most definitely relate