Treat my mind like a tick-box exercise.
At your own peril my ability to compartmentalise.
Is astonishing for someone who doesn't fit in.
My judgement is quicker than my wit.

Stop killing yourself, take some time and stretch, spending days accumulating stuff and overgrowing debt
Everything hurts? trust me when i say, laying down to it causes way more pain and inflammation.
Hesitation, lack of direction, numbness we face, trauma is trending, trolls are being fed.
I'd be a villain for producing my truth, anecdotal narcissism puts me in a victim mood.

Stop Killing yourself, have a glass of water, stop eating till you get heartburn past the point of no return.
Why do we prioritise the shallow? Malnutrition, arbitration,m panicked into making a decision.
Deranged Armenians foretold of a prison, working to live or waking to make a living.
Greed forever bad, Arrogant about my lust, I'm angry and jealous then overfeed my thoughts, sloths are cute enough.
I'm finished and rinsed, eggshells aren't feelings, take some responsibility for the way you're treated.

Treat my mind like a tick-box exercise
At your own peril my ability to compartmentalise
Is astonishing for someone who doesn't fit in
My judgement is quicker than my wit.

When it's hard to accept then life gives you all the answers
When it's too much to comprehend it's unnerving to take your chances
You can't go on like this when your nervous energy i boundless
Go on take a chance we'll all end up dead regardless.

Stop killing yourself, people may be toxic yet you pollute your very own gut and soul
Your inactivity is out of control, mental health isn't an excuse but a means of understanding, so you can find your own way home
Self righteous, faux pas humility, if only we could be honest with how we feel, have a shred of dignity.
Our scope for growth is limited by our new purpose to impress those who can't help or hurt us.

Stop killing yourself when you thought you had mended but your existence is just another form of self harm.
Caring for only your own reflection, familiar narrative, scars we carry can have charm
Exclusivity divides us, shaming strangers unites this burning beacon, of misuse.
Dance for a day like no-one is watching before choose the noose please heed this caution.