This is a reverse poem I wrote at a time when I was feeling bad about myself. I struggle with depression and anxiety. "I'm Not" I'm good for nothing I will never believe My life is meaningful I see the truth I'm worthless Even though my mind tells me I'm an amazing person I'm not Why am I so awful? (Now read from bottom to top)

"Discipline Your Thoughts"

Borrowed bones built towers With forest cut into charts and numbers On rivers tamed to carry waste Down again straight in haste and gain.....