Labelled mentally unstable,
I'm just a normal woman
lost in the past mistakes.
Counselling in a room scares me,
my poetry holds the truth of my emotions,
writing is the only way I speak.
Your just testing my reactions,
It's you making me loose my sanity,
I'm far from crazy can't you see.
Wishing I was dead doesn't mean I'm suicidal,
that's what led me down this path,
labelled mentally unstable and clinically depressed.
Just a woman struggling with the ghosts of the past.
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