not perfect

I wonder if deepdown there is something wrong with me ?

maybe in my head I have a loose screw or maybe even two

because nothing about me is perfect

nothing about me makes me different and unique

apart from being extremely crazy

apart from being extremely sad and hopeless and helpless

I think in this world i am the only one who’s pillow is drenched every night from shedding tears

from bawling my eyes out over things that should not even make me this incredibly sad

is there something wrong with me

why am I not perfect like everyone else