Making friends never came to me naturally
everyone always told me
"You'll find your people
as easily as learning to brush your teeth...
or walking."
But nobody would ever stick around,
so I use my charming lies
and use other's endearing personalities
to make people love me,
and somehow that's the only way for me
but now
I don't know who the person talking in my head is,
I don't know what I want to be,
and people only know me
as a made-up version of everyone around me
nobody knows who I am,
not even myself.
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The Muse Of Nature & Incomprehensible Torture (poetry & prose)
PoetryThis collection of poetry and prose is all about my life, from the very beginning to very recently. It's a tale of my childhood, relationships of all kinds, all sorts of breakups, trauma, the ups and downs of being a teenage human, and the waves of...
