Misery

I wish I could ignore you,

Like a piece of gum stuck to my shoe,

But you are everywhere all the time,

You grow and you feed off my exhausted mind.

Telling me everything that is wrong,

Drowning on about a tale so long,

Embarrassing me in every situation,

As you remind me of that time I fell at the station.

You say no one would ever text me back,

Who would want a friend with a panic attack,

I feel totally worthless because of you,

As you march the terrible thoughts two by two.

But that horrible voice is almost always wrong,

The voice tries everything but you are strong,

You prove it wrong time and time again,

And in the end it will be slain.

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