I sit in my bed,
Staring into the nothingness.
My mind is throbbing with thoughts,
Bad thoughts.
I sit there for hours.
I think I’m going crazy.
It is like a cycle that never ends.
SNAP!
Coming back to reality
I continue my day
I fall with a nap
Yet even during my slumber
The bad thoughts linger
I rise from my bed
I head to the kitchen
Insecurity fills me
As my sister walks past me
She makes fun of my looks
It fills my bad thoughts even more
I run to my bedroom door
Next morning
Im at school
The cycle begins
I spot a grin

A mean grin
Comments here and there
Mean comments
Body, looks, and personality
My mentality
It all shatters
Am I getting fatter?
This question fills my head

The teacher talks, yet i hear nothing
Just the constant whispers
(“Am I getting fatter ? Do I really have a bad personality?)
The day ends
The cycle restarts
Insecurities.