I’m bad at poems but this is how I’m feeling so 🤷🏻♀️
Paranoia
Insecurity
These two things have become too familiar to me.
My perspective is shot
Doesn’t matter where I am,
How I feel,
Who I’m with
My thoughts are intrusive to the point of abusive.
I don’t know who I am and I can’t silence these two close “friends”


















