Always On My Mind

It’s always on my mind. 
These thoughts I can’t unwind, 
And it eats at me until I can’t breathe. 

This ever consuming conspiracy
For my mind to be at war with itself and
These voices in my head won’t let me be. 

I can’t be me, or what you need. 
And it’s due to my indescribable affliction
To be perfect. 

I don’t even know what that means. 
Am I hopeless or broken?
Spoiled or torn?

And in the end, all I have are my thoughts. 

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