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i never meant to turn out bitter
i never wanted to turn cold
it's just that i've given up
trying to withstand things i can't hold
i didn't mean to cause hurt
i didn't want to come off as mean
it's just that some scrape in my heart
hasn't yet been cleaned
i shouldn't be acting as dark as this
i shouldn't have come out with my head in a twist
it's just that i can't stand the force
of still having to exist
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YOU ARE READING
'identity'- poetry
Poetry"perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be" a poem book exploring struggles with identity, emotions, and finding a place where you belong (a few of these poems are from my other poem book "inside me".)
