So far, so not good
I'm having a headache
I can't enjoy food
I feel like my heart is about to break
Spanish is getting difficult
Along with math
My life isn't feeling full
I feel like trash
The reason why I haven't been writing poems recently
Is because of my thoughts of how'll he/she will reject me
The poems in my head are not clear
I don't think another one will appear
Is it school?
Or is it depression?
I fell in love with a fool
Do I have a decision?
He/She can't love me
Because I'm in the process of denial
Why can't I see?
Love isn't useful for survival
I have tons of scars
I'm like a man at a bar
Because the pain I have isn't physically
It's mentally
I have depression deep inside of me
And I have a long story with anxiety
He/She makes it increase
Please... stop this insanity