Life will always be unfair

When you finally realize, will you care?

Wish for better ways to save oneself

Without it feeling like a cry for help

I’m always curled up in my room

Everyone thinks I’m doing fine

Hardly a reason to doubt my words

I feel misunderstood

Looking in the mirror

Filled with anxieties

I can’t go out, I’ll give excuses

To keep inside, jaded for the rest of my life

Against better intuition

I feel misunderstood

How do I communicate

In a way that feels

Like I’m not desperate

For anything

To help you know

That I’m not okay

In my bedroom, I feel safer

Never have to deal with anyone

But then I feel so lonely

It’s a conundrum

Life will always be unfair

When you finally realize, will you care?

Wish for better ways to save oneself

Without it feeling like a cry for help

I feel misunderstood

I’ll imagine

I’m stuck waiting

In a daze and

I’m so weak and

I’m so useless

Can’t stop shaking

Life’s repeating

I’m not winning

Can I reach me?