Shake it off
It's a day to do my own head in
Deflect anything nice
As I place myself in the bin
Analyse between every line
Cast doubt on myself
Ensure I'm not doing fine
I can talk more to get free
No, I can't do that
As I'll inflict more of me
I need to sit it out, let order restore
As there's nothing wrong, I'm being a bore
Remember that less is definitely more
Big G, being sensitive is such a chore
It's quite painful to endure
Self hate seems embedded at core
There is no need, I've learnt before
But still I fall through that trap door
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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