there is nothing good about this place,
its the literal embodiment of my worst fears
all the time i've lived here,
i feel nothing but anger,
"why am i like this",
i try to pretend and wear this mask,
but when the mask slips off,
that's when I realise,
i need to stop pretending,
and face reality. ~j.p
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the nonexistence
Poeziejust poems about my life ig the ups and downs? for the best reading experience listen to the playlist attached https://open.spotify.com/playlist/05UXxqdJ9DCToRmVJykTQy?si=993eb6d3d17641bc
