Help

My mind is constantly attempting to comprehend the utter mess in my head But never once had it succeeded in any of its numerous attempts And believe me when I say there were many I have pleaded and shed tears for just one day of tranquil Because it is always far too much for me to handle Unfortunately, it seems as if it does not intend to give me relief So, I have to suffer for my incompetence and stupidity Thinking that I can fix the mess in my head and mind And not even being capable of doing that It puts me in a constant state of feeling overwhelmed And wishing to exist no longer Which deteriorates my health ever so slightly, making matters worse And the best part? I can’t even complain to anyone As they give me sympathetic words and promises of things getting better Then, mocking me behind my back when they think I can’t see Calling me weak and pathetic, among other things But I can hear their words clear as day Eventually, I gave up trying to seek help from anyone I lost track of the times I asked for aid and got none It became clear that they didn’t care, so why bother anymore? It’s not like I care anymore But a small part of me must want to give a damn And finally get the help I desperately need Because I’m requesting aid here and hoping it is heard And maybe, just maybe, I can have my mess fixed And finally, I can have that day of serenity