[Just a little editors note before I post alot of my newer poetry. I wound up in the psychiatric ward twice and the hospital many times the last few months and am still trying to recover the person I am. The following entries delve into my madness. Enjoy.]
Im half alive.
Im catatonic.
I need to fix this.
I dont know why you hate me so much.
I dont know whats real or fake.
People keep talking to me,
but I only half hear, half see.
Its a beautiful day outside, I guess.
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love this one the most
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