Hopefully this feeling will pass
I’m not feeling like myself.
Out of body, looking in,
Out of my mind, I’m going insane.
Someone please help me,
I hate this feeling.
It’s happened before,
Always last too long.
I look in the mirror,
I hate what I see.
Me looking back at me
Makeup smeared.
No time to figure out,
All the things that I’m about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem