quicksand

it’s becoming apparent

that anxiety has manifested.

heart pounding against ribs,

hearing every beat,

clouded with thoughts,

crying on my bed, sobs.

somebody, anybody

pull me up, help me

i cry into the lonely scenery

as i sink into this pit of self pity.

i know i know 나도 알어

it’s not healthy at all.

how to suppress it all

when the quick sand slowly

devours my sanity.

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skeptic. critic.

too much of a skeptic

too much of a critic

shouldn’t expect everyone to get it

if my words are cryptic

i tried to

help myself

hold on to myself.

but efforts were in vain.

so is this why people believe in a higher power

so that they can have hope in this selfish world

but a critic and skeptic i remain

until i gain new knowledge again

“ew”

“Why does she try so hard?”

Do I try too hard?

“Why is she so awkward?”

Am I awkward..?

“Why is she so extra?”

Am I too loud…..?

“Ew what is that shirt she’s wearing?”

Is my shirt out of trend……..?

“Why is she so ugly but still thinks she’s popular?”

Why am I so ugly………………?

“Why doesn’t she dress up ?”

I should buy more trendy clothes……

“She should put some make up. lol.”

I should buy more make up…………….

“That’s too much make up…”

I put too much make up…………………….

“She tries too hard. Ew.”

I… I try too hard.

…. I-