I see my Facebook feed of friends
Are they actually my friends?
I don’t talk to any contacts,
Because I am afraid of them.
Afraid of rejection
Afraid I’ll annoy them,
Afraid that I’ll embarrass myself.
I’m afraid that they’ll ask me
How I’ve been for the past week
And that I’ll just let everything spill.
I’m so fucking lonely
But my anxiety owns me.
My depression cages me
My mania enrages me.
I feel like a failure,
I can’t get even job offers,
Or keep a job
Because I’m afraid of customers.
So, I’ll say I’m just fine.
So, I’ll say I’m just fine.
It’s all good, I’m alright.
Doing well, I’m just fine.
Friends from school getting married soon,
Many of them have already have kids, too
But I feel like I can’t trust anyone
Long enough to let them in
What if they think I’m a fuck up
What if they think I’m too fucked up
I’m too baggage for me to handle myself.
I’m my own worst critic
Can’t depend on me for shit
Why the fuck can’t my mind just chill?
I’m so fucking lonely
But my anxiety owns me
My depression cages me
My mania enrages me
I feel like I’m worthless
Will I ever get through this
Or am I just destined
To live my whole life alone
In this fucking shell.
So, I’ll say I’m just fine.
So, I’ll say I’m just fine.
It’s all good, I’m alright.
Doing well, I’m just fine.
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CD Turner
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