8:35AM - i cried in a bathroom stall.
i know, pathetic
8:42AM - no one noticed.
my red eyes
tears still rimming the edges
my tear stained sleeves
no one notices the daily fights i have with myself
Ugly.
Useless.
Poor.
Dead hair.
Dead face.
Chubby cheeks.
Blade on my skin.
As always, no one notices.
8:53AM - Life goes on.
like it always does
No one asks.
No one cares.
That's the sad, and ugly
TRUTH.
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Crying on My Own
PoesíaPoems that I've written over my journey through self-hate Some might be triggering, so be warned.
