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national 28th of december. Mental health for men day.
You should take this day to check up on all the men/boys in your life. Everyday should be the time to look after the boys and men in your life but this day especially
It's national 28th of december day, i love you men and boys
Poem 2 by mya
There's only so much a person can take in and for me there's only little I can take before I break.
I'm only young yet I'm facing so many consequences and mental issues that it becomes to much.
Fear dwels on me when it comes to school or talking about my feeling and its always to much.
Iam facing the consequences of all my wrong doings that make me have a bad reputation.
Yet my fake smile makes me not fear to much of it and more egnore it with all I have.
To much is when I feel to overwhelmed by everything.
Everything I do is apparently to much for other people so to much is always to much.
Its okay it's poem 2 by mya
Poem 2 by mya
There's only so much a person can take in and for me there's only little I can take before I break.
I'm only young yet I'm facing so many consequences and mental issues that it becomes to much.
Fear dwels on me when it comes to school or talking about my feeling and its always to much.
Iam facing the consequences of all my wrong doings that make me have a bad reputation.
Yet my fake smile makes me not fear to much of it and more egnore it with all I have.
To much is when I feel to overwhelmed by everything.
Everything I do is apparently to much for other people so to much is always to much.
Its okay it's poem 2 by mya
Poem 2 by mya
There's only so much a person can take in and for me there's only little I can take before I break.
I'm only young yet I'm facing so many consequences and mental issues that it becomes to much.
Fear dwels on me when it comes to school or talking about my feeling and its always to much.
Iam facing the consequences of all my wrong doings that make me have a bad reputation.
Yet my fake smile makes me not fear to much of it and more egnore it with all I have.
To much is when I feel to overwhelmed by everything.
Everything I do is apparently to much for other people so to much is always to much.
Its okay it's poem 2 by mya
Poem 3 by mya
Word "support" picked by A
Why is it that support is so easy to give but not to receive I could beg anyone for support yet I don't.
I belive I should fight curtin battles on my own.
Sometimes it's a sigh after a long day when u realise u might need help from someone else.
I belive that support should be 50/50 where I'm supporting someone and there also supporting me.
I don't like people supporting me as I feel that they are carrying more then there on body weight on there shoulders.
Instead I'd rather sit and crave the support of someone else then have them know every detail about my mind.
I also thik that my best escape is to read a book which I tell my friend I never do but the endless chapters of the imagination is the best support for me.
I also sit and write till my fingers cramp and my wrist aches.
Cunfort of your self occupation is sometimes the best support you'll ever receive or need.
It's okay it's poem 3 by mya
Poem 1 by mya
Sat at a lonely bus stop, thinking about my past, present and future.
My life hast been all rainbows and butterfly's and yet neither is my present.
One thing though is that I've learnt how to become best friends with the feeling of knowing tomorrow may be the same as yesterday and the day before and the same as now or even that there might not be a day for me tomorrow because the future is the most unexpected.
But yet again iam now sat at a depressing bus stop thinking about the past, present and future.
I'll learn to love those 3 words but for now I'll learn how to cope with the feeling of the not knowing and remembering and feeling.
It's okay poem 1 by mya
Poem 1 by mya
Sat at a lonely bus stop, thinking about my past, present and future.
My life hast been all rainbows and butterfly's and yet neither is my present.
One thing though is that I've learnt how to become best friends with the feeling of knowing tomorrow may be the same as yesterday and the day before and the same as now or even that there might not be a day for me tomorrow because the future is the most unexpected.
But yet again iam now sat at a depressing bus stop thinking about the past, present and future.
I'll learn to love those 3 words but for now I'll learn how to cope with the feeling of the not knowing and remembering and feeling.
It's okay poem 1 by mya