Causal Thought
I am my own enemy
I give myself the hate
The look of jealousy
Is the shit that I create
Those who tried to show clarity
Are the ones who tell me about my weight
Knowing about my poor mentally
No wonder I can’t get my shit straight
How many times will I go to therapy
It’s like I don’t know my own fate
When little girls talk of pregnancy
I’m thinking about “when am I gonna be great?”
Knowing that my depression makes me deadly
Will I make statics have a higher rate?
Thinking about my struggling identity
Will this wait?
This poem is about:
Me