A happy poem
I’m asked to write a happy poem
I’m asked to show that my life is ok
I’m asked to show the good parts
I can
But I won’t
If I write about my amazing friends
If I write about my good family
If I write about my good school who’s tried to save me
Then how do I write about how in the middle of a day I feel like Dying
Then how can I write about how my minds turned against me
Not many things have happened to me in my short life
So I guess I could write a happy poem for you
But I’d be lying to you
I’d be lying to myself
I wasn’t bullied like my mother
I was ignored because I was born
I have good people in my life
That doesn’t change how my mind says they are going to leave me
My mind\'s convinced me I’ve tried to end my life more times than I really have
So I can’t write a happy poem
I take medication to go to bed because my psychiatrist says it could make my issues go away
My mind goes a million miles an hour but my hands can’t keep up
I try to calm down and make it stop, but that leads to a panic attack
If I write about how I haven’t had a panic attack in months
If I write about how easy it is for me to make friends
If I write about how I’m loved by people
Then how can I write about how I feel like I’m going insane
How my mind makes up things and I feel them as if they are real
Or when anyone leaves my house I feel like a wave of relaxation has hit me at the same time a monsoon hits me
That monsoon is being alone
I don\'t want to be alone
Don\'t ask me to write a happy poem