My mind is so fucked up.
I don’t know why I’m here.
What’s the point?
No one would miss me.
Why would they?

I don’t belong.
I’m worthless.
Just another body, a waste of space.
They say they’ll miss me.
All lies.

They make me laugh.
I know I’m just a burden.
Not worth the stress.
I’m self-destructive.
And I can’t be saved.

My mind is so fucked up.
The highs are uncomfortable.
The lows, unbearable.
I have no control.
Still, everything’s my fault.

I want so badly to love myself.
But I know I don’t deserve it.
And I don’t deserve your love either.
I deserve nothing.
I’m delusional.

These thoughts, these emotions…
They’re too much.
I’m frozen, in shock.
Yet somehow I’m screaming, pleading.
Please God, what is the meaning?

My mind is so fucked up.