for sale

i don’t want my brain anymore.
there’s something wrong with it and i don’t know what;
i can’t figure it out no matter how hard i try and
i’m sick of this headspace anyway,
where i’m always wrong and never enough.
it’s always so, so noisy
(“overthinking” would be an understatement)

my brain has forgotten how to feel hope.
instead, it just feels miserable, because
there is an endless list of things i should have done and
i remember every single one of them.
i can’t forget them and forgive myself
i can’t seem to do anything but waste time
and be sad for no reason
(i’m sorry)

i’ve given up trying to be patient with my brain.
i don’t think it’ll get better on its own, and i can’t seem to fix it
so i don’t want it anymore.