written by: Bree Mcnemar
I am confused and I don’t feel like myself.
It’s hard to get out of bed
I have nothing to be sad about but it swells within me
I go through personalities like shirts, layering and changing and tailoring.
Meds
Smile
Meds
Laugh
Take more meds
Feel ok
I feel numb
Smile!
It feels impossible.
I put on my mask
The one that will shield my sadness
And I walk out the door.
Meds
Smile
Meds
Smile.