Poems about Health

I write to learn from myself, Learning how to cope. I write to learn from myself, Learning how to have hope.
I am vomitng words on a paper Each dry heave gets me closer to exhaustion But I keep going Everything is a mess
Why the FUCK do u do this? Does it not affect u that the ones that choose to protect u have a value?
It is now understood, My peers and I do not get along for a reason we not share. I lived pain and suffering, Where they did not.
Straight A’s don’t mean I’m a genius Smiling doesn’t mean I’m happy
This is what happens when the truth finally breaks through, The endless flowing of my incessant thoughts coming unglued.
I’ve awakened, my eyes remain shut. Head under, wrapped in the scars, bruises, and cuts.
  A caged animal  Trapped in this box  There is not enough keys  For all of these locks
I think that I look the same as I did yesterday and the same as I did last year