Upset

To say that I’m upset would be an understatement

You told me that you were frustrated with me

And didn’t know why

I sit here in an upset state

I begin to be ocd again

Picking at the scabs in my ears

Looking to smooth what is rough

Curling into a fetal ball

I close my eyes and begin to cry

I couldn’t sleep last night because

You were upset with me

Now I’m upset with me too

And it’s different the emotions that come

When you are mad or sad with someone else

Then when you are upset with yourself

The tears fall much slower

And there’s no help to get over how you feel

You just sit there and pull yourself apart by the strings

I did that last night

This morning you are still upset with me