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I need to stop sleeping,

but it’s all I want to do.

I need to stop dreaming,

because my dreams never come true.

I need to get out of bed,

but my anxiety is holding me in.

I need to start living life,

but it’s so hard when nothing feels right.

I need to be productive and chase after my goals,

but every attempt fails because the world is so cold.

I try to be happy and I try to be me,

but sometimes being me isn’t easy.



One comment

  1. I am in love with the first four lines of your poem.

    The world is a tough and hard place, but it is worth getting out of bed, even when this seems impossible

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