I've never accepted
The fact that reality
Is not what I want it to be
I'm almost 20
Yet I still have imaginary friends and an imaginary life
People disappoint me
Animals aren't human enough
I can't control either
Nothing is ever as good as it is made to seem
But most of all
I'm incapable of being loved
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Poetry from Jupiter Raised by the Sun
PoetryTRIGGER WARNING/DISCLAIMER: Content in these poems cover mental health, self-harm, depressive moods, trauma, and rock bottom feelings. Not all poems have these topics, but if any of this triggers you please be cautious when reading this. I write po...
