Confessions
You are not worth anything.
You are not important.
No one cares about you.
I need to get better.
There is a hole in the wall.
They will not let him leave.
I want to leave, but I know I cannot.
I need to get better.
4 days, 3 nights.
They released me.
Mom is looking for someone to help.
I need to get better.
We think the same way.
I am trying, I really am.
A year and a half later.
I’m getting better.
Feeling is hard.
I cannot choose but to be mostly apathetic.
But I still care.
I’m getting better.
3 years after hospitalization.
It is still hard.
It may never not be.
I’m getting better.
That little voice in the back of my head
Keeping me from enjoying my accomplishments
It may never leave.
I need to get better.
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