My friend.
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My friend.
She looks at herself and thinks she's ugly.
She sees herself as not worth it.
She questions herself everyday how people could ever love her.
She asks herself everytime why her friends care.
She hurts herself.
To stay in reality.
To be punished.
To feel something.
To relieve mental pain.
She doesn't eat because she doesn't think she deserves it.
She is on the edge with her emotions.
She's not lazy, she's not fine.
She's broken and will never be fixed.
She's drowning without any hope for saving.
My friend, that's me.
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roses have dorns too
Poesiejust a few poems I wrote while trying to deal with me emotions and the things inside me and I mean this the poetical way, not the smut one :) anyway, since those are specifically about negitve emotions, it can trigger people so please be careful. k...
