i can feel the dyspnea
brain’s got too many ideas
weight of who i wanna be
sitting on my chest, 55kg
tightness in my chest
diaphragm compressed
i’ve been taking on too much
breathing’s getting rough
i can feel the dyspnea
brain’s got too many ideas
pressure hisses out in steam
carries the burden of my dreams
sleepness nights extend
to the morning, no end
worry starts to constrict
must be good; no, perfect
i can feel the dyspnea
brain’s got too many ideas
gasping for air, wide open.
brain at 3, “am i secretly broken?”
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