I'm EXHAUSTED, EXHAUSTED of sucking in my stomach, EXHAUSTED of taking 50 photos and posting none. Im EXHAUSTED of dodging cruel words aimed at me. I'm EXHAUSTED of taking the cruel words like a bullet but I can't show a wound. I'm EXHAUSTED of pretending to be HAPPY when I'm truly sad. I'm EXHAUSTED of being EXHAUSTED.
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PoetryThis series of poems, if I can even call it that is a series all about my life and how I feel in a particular moment whether I'm happy or sad. Pls enjoy or don't.