Broken,alone,,confused
Fear fills my mind
Loneliness fills my heart
Voices surround me
“It will get better”
A phrase I hear every day
That's what they all say
But will I be okay?
I want to scream, I want to cry
But I can't because too many thoughts fill my mind
Uncertainty scares me
Anxiety takes over
Lack of impulse control makes me shout
High sensitivity makes me doubt
Depression makes me hide
Anxiety fills me inside
Suppression makes it hard to cry
Even when I know it's time
I keep my thoughts in my head
Till I can no longer tread
Someone asks me if I'm okay
I shrug. Unsure of what to say.
I'm just trying to make it through the day
So I sit here and listen to what they all say
“It will be okay”
The storm will pass
With time the pain will slowly fade
The mind will clear
Don't worry dear
“You will be okay”