A Puzzled Look
head on my desk, reflect on what's got me boxed in
been lost so long sometimes find it hard to see the options
aim for progress but often regression's knockin'
ups & downs or in my case recesses and notches
cuz as a tot i wasn't, so i never fell in line
years 7 to 9 spent trapped in the hell of my mind
didn't fit in & never pretended to try
no buddy with this social system so it left me behind
entered adolescence sad & depressed
a raging savage & yet helpless is how i felt at the time
everyone said self-harming was selfish so I
was unaware these scars were carved with the devil's design
tried to find a safe space & hope it'd fit
but these demons had me on edge & left broken to bits
thought patterns fractured by emotional rifts
left me with caverns carved bare of any moments of bliss
& i'm often badgered just cuz my thoughts are scattered
so many setbacks most days feel like i'm walkin' backwards
only take so many stares before i start to scream
ain't fair that people seem to only see the darkest parts of me
but it's hard to blame cuz we all start the same
some learn to burn brightly while others retard the flame
understandin' mental illness indeed is a struggle
too bad my life's branded as just another piece of the puzzle
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