Can you help with somehting out of five starts what do you think about this poem..is thi even a poem...? I wrote this in my bedroom
Lying on the floor
Talking to myself
Trying to make sense of it all
I can't go outside
I can't leave the house
Cant even take a breather without some doubts

People would stare
Mum would always say grown up
Every night i look in the mirror silently with disgust

I Lost the light that shined,
my dreams and hope when i was five
Then reality kicked in included my old friend darkness
Making me lose focus
Making me overthink
Making me fidget like i have a mental disease

I have no heart that beats
No lungs to breath
No hands to fight off the enemies
Im useless, worthless
Not needed in the world

But…
When people are around
I have to be a good girl without any mistakes
plaster a smile on my face
You might call it being fake ...but its not
You will find out Shortly when your world come crashing down