my thoughts

By mary123   

My thoughts get the best of me.
They come to fast and leave to soon it make my head hurt.
they come and go as they please with out any need.

I will not eat I can not when I cant stay still.
It like I an about to die.
I cant do one thing right or do it to soon.
Eat or die why should i try?
I could give up now and not have to hide behind a mast of broken glass or
eat and feel ful it change my mood.

If I give up to soon i will not have the luxury of finding my own food.
I will stay and try my bast for the next test.
I can find hope but nope.
I have to decide now or never.

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It was how I felt so I write it down.