My mental journal
In the company of solitude
My thoughts are a multitude
Everything is moving in slow motion
Distracting me from all the commotion
Because everything is broken
Time is too fast moving
Everyones disapproving
My minds always running in circles
Im writing my mental journal
My withering pulse is keeping me alive
Because to be dead is where happiness isn't to thrive
Theres pain in my reflection
Because ive given up on self acceptance
Hiding behind my bars
So no one sees my scars
My own metaphorical cage
To try and disengage
I look happy on the surface
But inside i feel worthless
Everyday is fake smiles
But you get used to it after a while
Everyday is dark and dismal
Its a struggle to act civil
Society's so infected
Mental health we have rejected
Its living we have disrespected
We are running out of time
Its a purpose that we need to find
Our lives need some encouraging
So our economy can start flourishing
*mic yeet*
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