I know I'm not the person you wanted me to be when you held me in your arms as a baby.
I know you didn't think this is how I would turn out.
I know you love me or the idea of what you want me to be.
That is how I feel.
That you don't actually know me, because well, I don't know me either.
-C.M
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HURTING: Poetry and Rants
PoetryI don't know how to describe this book you are probably not about to read. I've been going through some stuff and I can't deal with it anymore. You know how people always say that writing down your feelings help. Hopefully it will. And instead of bu...
