So many things are happening at once.
I can read people just with one glance.
I feel the need to apologize for trivial things I have no control over.
Everything is just a chaotic mess.
Someone who has the intelligence of a twig has the audacity to insult me!
How bold! How vulgar! How pitiful…
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My Inner Demons | ✅
PoetryPoetry- "Although the two of us co-exist now, as one - tomorrow could be a war. A war between us, against you... But we are you? Does it feel nice being torn in two?" Here- -for us, the broken ones. For us, the broken, betrayed, and hopeless ones. ...
