I don't want to play keyboard anymore
I don't want to sing anymoreAll I'm doing is shit for their eyes
I know I sucks but
....
Arghhrrr
I hate that feelingI knew they don't appreciate me.
I knew I was and I am worthless.
I'm think about to quit EVERYTHING.
YOU ARE READING
Dear me,
Poetry(Attention des propos choquants, haineux envers moi-même. Mes pensés en transparence.) Je m'appelle Nina et je pense que j'ai besoin d'aide.
Frustration
I don't want to play keyboard anymore
I don't want to sing anymoreAll I'm doing is shit for their eyes
I know I sucks but
....
Arghhrrr
I hate that feelingI knew they don't appreciate me.
I knew I was and I am worthless.
I'm think about to quit EVERYTHING.