BETTER
BY C.WYNTER

I'm tired of saying I'm sad, sorry if it's exhausting to hear,
I'm not trying to be difficult, I just don't wanna be here,
My mind is an unshakable trap, that got stronger overtime,
Feel my confusion, am I being punished for a crime?,
Because I really don't get it, why I was born this way,
Yea, I'm aware I'm not the only one but damn it, it's not okay,
For normal people don't get it, so they give you a cliché saying,
Then they accuse you for not trying hard enough, shaming,
I. did. not. ask .for. this!, and no, prayers don't work,
I still try and try, but nothing helps, how to get rid of this hurt,
You know what's funny?, needing to talk about it,
But then Feel like a burden when you do, how tragic,
So you overthink things to death, maybe everyone hates you,
So these feelings tumble around, such a vicious cycle,
So you feel fucked up, trying to keep it all together,
Wishing your brain would function, wishing you were better.

© C.Wynter