An Email to my friends My mental state is crashing I think that I am dying The person that I loved Said we wouldn’t work out Im writing a poem Because That's the only way I can communicate Right now. My mental state is crashing I think I hate myself. Lol I hate myself I’ll keep on hiding From everything I love I want to d!e It’s all my fault. Hahahahaha. It’s right again Why did I ever Think I could trust My anxiety to be wrong. It’s right again. And it will always be.
I want to go home. Not from school to real home. My Spanish teacher tells me home means I feel safe and happy where is my home?
