Hello

Sorry I can’t help but admitting,
that I need a bit of
Space
It’s not you, it’s just-
I’m sorry I can’t be fixed mentally
Everybody is draining but it’s just me

Im sorry

I rather float here, die of suffocation on a later date
As I expect life to be two minutes late
before I lie pale in darkness
“No one can hear you screaming”
Thank goodness

It’s not me, it’s someone else
or is it me? I can’t tell
anymore, I want to tell but I can’t expect you to listen when I need you

I need space

I’ll lose colour in my eyes and skin
as nothing can be reflected
I believe in metacognition,
To which I reply “That’s not me, I apologize”
Not meaning to burst a bubble
but my energy is draining fast

I need something

Can’t expect myself to breathe
so I just end up hyperventilating,
I can’t expect my tears to drip so I’ll float here asking why?
Please don’t be sad if I cry

I just need anything to calm me down