This blog is all about idealizing myself
My thoughts, feelings, conspiracies, imaginings
I am alone screaming to myself
“I matter don’t I?”
“Do I?”
And that is the rabbit hole
To my depression
Judging my heart
All I am is mistakes
Misconceptions…
(Dear mom, I’m not down on myself, I’m thinking and writing, I love you)
Like the nation
I’ve come to my roots
Under God
The television doesn’t show their prayers
And I don’t know how to pray
I understand I don’t understand
Who could know what to say
I repent
MindWorld 