I Fall To Pieces Poem by Laura arwen

I'm exhausted to
have many hypothetical
plans for the
future
I'm not strong
enough to live
alone in isolation
but I need
to try it
My mind is
constantly moving
My impulsivity is
irrational and uncontrollable
I perceive my
actions as a
big mistake
I perceive the
world in a
confuse and altered
way
Sometimes it seem
that everything is
gone for me
I will never
be happy
My intent is
to find a
certain balance between
my disorder
I have a
sort of pressure
upon me for
doing a little
change
I think everything
is going to
be surreal and
stressful
I want to
leave old habits
in the past
Every dream of
mine has vanished
into thin air
Sometimes I'm without
energy to have
a daily purpose
I have an
uncontrollable sense of
accumulation