It Kills Me

I tried to tell them, but no one listened

They told me my personality was to blame

That I was young, that I had time to learn

But who will teach me?

Who will cure me of the crushing insecurities

Of the terrible nightmares that pounded against my head

Day in, day out

I wanted to be strong, trying to ignore

But how can I ignore what soon became my reality?

It kills me to admit this

And it kills me that it's true

But someone to listen, to understand

To tell me that it wasn't just all in my head

And that I did need help, was all I needed

Because all these emotions,

these waves of feelings pulling me under the current

Soon became too much

And I knew I was drowning.

This poem is about: 
Me

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