Voiceless Poem by Nobody []

I might as well be mute.
My voice is horrid,
Its quiet and uneven,
I hate hearing it,
Its as if its not mime,
I'm silent most of the time,
When I'm not, I'm annoying,
How do they bear me?
All of the time,
My anxiety breaks me,
Like a weak doorframe,
I fall apart, but show nothing.
At home, while alone, I hide in my shame,
Guilting myself for my miseries,
I can't make a mistake,
It's wrong of me,
I tell myself.
I shouldn't eat.
I'm overweight,
But those aren't true,
Maybe they are, Maybe they aren't,
My mind floods of different thoughts.
Some better some worse,
It'll all get better someday, somehow.