the worms in my brain
Embracing Solitude: Unveiling the Intricate Mind in Caleb Sanders' 'The Worms in My Brain'
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I'm making friends with solitude
I find comfort in being alone
I'm at ease when I have no excuse
I feel content when I have no reasons or justifications
These bugs inside they fill my mind
I have inner struggles or anxieties that occupy my thoughts
I'm afraid of different things this time
I'm afraid of new or unfamiliar challenges this time
I pull my shirt over my face
I cover my face with my shirt, avoiding attention
Don't look at me, I'm a disgrace
I feel ashamed and unworthy of being looked at
Instinctively I close my eyes
I close my eyes instinctively, avoiding confrontation
Yeah I've got a tendency to hide
I have a tendency to hide from difficulties or uncomfortable situations
Jealousy
Feeling envious
What I'm not
I'm not what others want me to be
Can't be
I can't conform to societal expectations
What they see
Others perceive me differently than I see myself
Is it me?
I question my identity and wonder if it aligns with others' perceptions
Why am I so mean?
I reflect on my own unkind behavior
It's routine
My unkindness has become a regular part of my behavior
Another day I look again
I observe my surroundings again on a new day
I see a change, go back to bed
I notice a change but choose to ignore it and go back to bed
She points and laughs, I joke right back
I respond humorously to mockery, masking my true feelings
He isn't sure if he should ask
Someone hesitates to inquire about my well-being
Jealousy
Experiencing envy again
What I'm not
I'm not meeting others' expectations
Can't be
I can't conform to societal norms
What they see
Others see me differently than I see myself
Is it me?
I question my identity and its alignment with others' perceptions
Why am I so mean?
I reflect on my own unkind behavior
It's routine
My unkindness has become a regular part of my behavior
(Counting crumbs in my sleep) (I'm sick)
I obsess over trivial matters even in my sleep, indicating distress
What's it like carefree? (Unwell)
I wonder what it's like to be carefree, expressing a desire for mental well-being
This body
My physical appearance is only surface-level, implying deeper issues
Just skin deep (Need help)
I need assistance or support
Lay their eggs
Metaphorically, negative thoughts or emotions reproduce and intensify
In each crease (Oh well)
Negative thoughts embed themselves in every aspect of my being
It's routine
My negative thoughts and behaviors have become a routine or pattern
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