I'm scared and pissed
So sick of this therapist
I'm slowly dying inside
Is it too late to run and hide?
My beating heart is the only sound
'Cause no one else has stuck around
The loneliness is drowning me
Wish I felt happy and free
They tell me 'Just be happy'
But that advice is pretty crappy
I would if I could
But there's no easy way to feel good
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem