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


(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

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