How did I become a mess?
Was it the stress
That I forced myself
To please them?
Or is it that I'm not enough
For they are either asking for more
Or to be better
Cause they're not satisfied
I'm under the pressure
Feeling tearing myself apart
To obey what they ask
Fear of disappointment
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POEMS I
PoetryThe first book of my poems. All of them are written from my past years when I first started writing,
