My brain can do fucking cartwheels.
My brain is the star performer at a circus
or a freak show.
My brain could be balancing twelve plates on its nose,
while standing on a beach ball and
while singing Celine Dion and
while juggling and
while belly dancing and
still manage to tell me what a fucking failure
waste of oxygen
toxic person I am.
My brain is marvelous.
My brain is capable of twisting every thought
My brain can take the most explicit compliment given to me and
break it apart.
My brain is so strong and confident.
My brain knows exactly what it needs to think about myself and
none of it is kind.
My brain is my most powerful weapon
And boy, do I use it.
rejecte- I could go on.
My brain wants me to.
My brain is telling me all the ways that list is incomplete.
Even this, I can't do right.
My brain has worn down the paths of my thoughts so well
I literally can't conceive
of a single
My brain is doing fucking cartwheels.