i know that the truth is hard to digest
baby, it's not your time to be righteous
you've been my +1, my special guest
fly the coop, fly away from the nest
they grow up so fast, but we're left alone
cuts me deep, struck right down to the bone
don't like feeling strong, just wanna be there
just wanna be helpful, don't wanna get in your hair
dragged down, like a villain took me to their lair
sometimes it's a bit confusing what i want
and now i know
i just don't want you
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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...
