Mental

I am from anxiety and fear 

I am from panic attacks and beer 

Iam from sadness and depression 

I am from all different kinds of emotions 

 

I am from the voices in my head

The good, the bad , and the evil going head to head 

I am from “ I was excited, now I’m down”

I am from “I need to eat this now” 

 

I am from the lack of social skills 

I am from trauma from all those killed

I am from sleepless nights and suicidal thoughts

I am from “ I will be never be enough”

 

I need someone to listen to my story 

Before handing out pills like candy 

I am not defined by my mental illness

So stop treating me like a sickness .

◄ Winter

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