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The morning process
- Wake up in the morning feeling depressed and exhausted
- Because the other day I just lost it
- Mom tries to get me out of bed but I keep screaming to myself "I don't feel well"
- My morning process is complete hell
- Pull myself out of bed
- With a pounding pain in my head
- While my mom's yelling "hurry up I'll be late for work"
- My depression slows me down as is begins to lurk
- My hairs a mess it's hard to brush it
- Look in the mirror "ewe I look like shit"
- Now mom's saying she'll be late for work on repeat
- Well guess I won't have time to get breakfast and eat
- My mom was late had to drop me off at my sisters school so now I have to walk to my own
- That's where I ran into a tree by looking at my phone
- So I sit in the bunker at school
- But almost everyone around me seems like a tool
- So for a while I have to sit next to the popular kids
- And in my head I'm just throwing fits
- Find myself thinking "I wanna punch these assholes in the face"
- But I can't because it'd be the wrong time at the wrong place
- I'm at the verge of crying
- They ask me if I'm fine I'll say yes but I'm lying
- Why do these people ask if they hate me
- Depressions draining me and I feel empty
- School starts oh shit
- I had homework I don't think I did it
- "Please don't let myself break down and cry"
- Well hopefully time will pass by
- In classes I don't pay attention 'cause I'm writing
- But they don't understand they know nothing
- I doodle in class
- So for teachers I'm just a big pain in the ass
- "Oh damn I forgot my lunch money"
- Then there's one or two dickheads that'll think it's funny
- So I'll wait in the lunch line
- While the lady says "bring money next time"
- Now later in the day I'll get called short
- I'm trying to be nice well mission abort!
- Kids will judge me because I'm always silent
- But when I do talk they tell me to be quiet
- I'll usually bring my writing folder
- But these people keep looking over my shoulder
- They get worried and offended about what I write
- So usually I try to keep my poetry out of sight
- Then I'll point out every girl that's prettier than me
- Which isn't at all helping my social anxiety
- Spend the whole day hating myself
- Questioning my mental health
- Then later I end up home
- Lock myself in my room I'm tired of people I wanna be alone
- But my mom keeps giving me chores to do
- Every time I finish one I get another oh look that ones new
- So then I eat and go to bed
- Can't sleep though with the damn voices in my head
- Might as well stay on my phone till I pass out
- But the voices are starting to scream, insult, and shout
- So I find myself waking up to another gruesome nightmare
- "Ugh I have to go to school it's just not fair"
- R.I.P. to my dignity I'm in mourning
- Have to deal with this fucking process every morninf
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