Whirlwind
The whirlwind inside is mean and awful,
Telling me I’m bad and will always be.
It takes away faith,
Won’t let me believe I can be happy, and
Reminds me of every mistake I ever make.
It likes when I’m afraid,
Don’t take my mood stabilizer.
Is happy when I hate myself.
It says everything is my fault and that’s true.
When I cut myself the whirlwind stops.
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