Musings of a troubled mind

When I become delusional I and believe that I am the most hated person, can you make me believe otherwise?

When everything I feel is proof that no one loves me, can you sway me from this conviction?

When I reject every word that comes from you, can you make me still believe in you?

In my delusion, I possess the truth and everyone else is false.

When I become too difficult to be loved, would you still love me and stay with me? When I forget how cheerful and hopeful my life used to be, would you help me get back to that reality?

In my state of delusion, would you love me enough?

Musings of a troubled mind

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