
In a chaotic world
of eight billion people,
each hidden away
in their own
separate lives,
be remembered for
being the person
who brings others joy,
who makes people smile,
I am 15, a rising sophomore struggling mentally. Can’t motivate myself to do much, still dreading the first day of school. I often find the phrase “I can’t” pouring out of my mouth as I feel out of control, laying in my mom’s arms.
My body
drowning in a
hoodie and sweatpants
knowing it won't
and can't
muster the energy
to get up.
Not that I
need to.
It's the middle
of the night.
But it seems
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