Getting It Off My Chest Poem by Crystal Pierce

I can't tell if it's the hunger in my stomach
The lack of sleep behind my eyes
The lack of self confidence in my ego
But whichever it is keeps me telling lies
I can't keep up with the current events
I can't study my hands to do art
My mind goes in crazy spirals
And I take every nasty comment to heart
I constantly feel sick
I constantly feel the need to be alone
I constantly feel the need to run away
To disconnect from everything even my phone
I don't want to be here anymore
I don't want to have to feel the things that I feel
I don't want to be a burden to anyone
Nothing feels real.