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Originally Posted by LOSTnowFOUND
Why does my head spin with questions that never end?
Swirling around like water getting stronger just waiting to pull me under.
Some days are really hard to not feel like I am insane. Can I please just have a different brain?
I want to be normal. I don't want to feel lost. I don't understand why I am this way.
Look normal on the outside. Put on a mask everyday. Be who I have to be. The mom, the workaholic, the Christian, the cussing sailor, the caregiver, the angry woman...no wonder people never know what to expect from me.
Slivers of different people make up my fragmented personality. Fragmented and broken not one solid piece inside of me.
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Very moving poem, and I can certainly relate to a lot of what you're saying. It definitely yells BPD.
BTW, in case you didn't know, you can also crosspost your poem in the forum called "Creative Corner". I put one of my poems there.