The sad part is, this happens to me every day. Every single day.
Me: I'm feeling quite good today
Body: How? you're fat
Self Harm: How? I'm on your arm as proof you are not
Mirror: How? look at yourself
Paranoia: How? your friends hate you
Mind: How? you're a total failure
Me: Oh, right, yeah
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My Dark Poetry
PoetrySome poems that I write mostly how I feel, I don't know why I'm publishing this I guess I just felt like it. So I hope you at least like them. Please no negative comments. If you have any questions or suggestions please pm me. Yeah so that's pretty...
