L Fengmian - Birds

cosy and cooing, nestled up with kin you'd think it'd stop bad thoughts getting in but I step off to the side, get isolated start overthinking, get quite captivated it's like I'm an expert on self attack set my eye on the prize and don't look back now here I am all beaten and bruised this behaviour really shouldn't be excused look at the others, happy and content I don't like this path, I wish to circumvent snuggle up for the night, let my head clear oh how sad I am when I find myself here I can't decompress, I'm wound up so tight trying too hard to get everything right rest feels impossible, sleep is quite fleeting I bash heads with myself upon every meeting what might I do to reverse this trend settle my nerves, calmness mend it's like I'm self loathing tied up in a bow I shouldn't discuss it, no one need know I'll read a book, maybe meditate eradicate my feel bad fate shut myself up with a stern warning try an early night, maybe feel better in the morning