if people actually tried
to understand you,
then you wouldn't feel so unsure about yourself,
or doubt the things you've been through,
people only want
what they can benefit from,
and if you can't satisfy what they need,
you'd be surprised with how many people are gone,
so it's better to think about yourself first,
before you think about anyone now,
bare your teeth at them,
let them hear you growl,
for people want nothing
from those who know how to fight back,
those who stand their ground,
even with all the things they lack.
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a hurricane of blues | poetry book 2 ✔
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 2 ] ❝you're so good at comforting others but who's comforting you?❞ a shelf of poems and proses containing the chaos and pain of heartache, loneliness, anger, grief, and sadness. s t a r t e d : f e b r u a r y 2 0 2 1 e n d...
