My Brain

My Brain tells me lies.

It tells me I am a failure,

A fraud, and

I can’t seem to see, this isn’t true.

My Brain tells me lies.

It tells me my friends don’t seem to like me,

That I’m a parasite on their existence, and

I can’t seem to see, this isn’t true.

My Brain tells me lies.

It tells me to be afraid of the future,

That I have no prospects and nothing to live for.

Now finally I seem to see, this isn’t true.