Therapy

It’s been getting to me mentally,

Its been hard to function sometimes.

Wandering why I’m even alive.

Contemplating taking the pills,

But not the ones that take a life,

But the ones that make you feel numb.

No anxiety or depression,

Just pop some pills and make the pain go away.

Everyone telling me to try them,

Saying they feel better inside.

Family keeps telling me I’m fine,

But i think i need some therapy.

Emotional distress,

Can’t let it get the best of me.

Smiling all the time,

No one can know I’m dead inside.

The stress is really getting to me.

Working two jobs just to get my mind off it.

Weight gain is starting to show,

Insecurities are on the rise.

Maybe if i took the pills I’d feel better inside.

No anxiety or depression just numb inside. 

No one understands the real me,

Hiding all my real problems like the world is my enemy.

No one ever asks if I’m ok,

But everyone opens up to me about whats wrong in their lives,

Thinking I’m their therapist.

What if I’m the one that needs the therapy.

Cause damn i think i need some therapy.