why do you do this to me
im so fucking scared
terrified of that
of your ideas
you leave me so cold
and stranded
i wish i could fend for myself
tend to myself
but im such a pussy
that I can't even do that
why am i still here
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
