Some lyrical geniuses of the 21st century scribed that no one likes you when you're 23.
But what if that 23 year old saved you?
What if she was the only one holding herself together?
Text messages, 3am wake ups, accusations and names
Yet she without fail woke up daily to continue on.
Working next to people hired to watch
As their eyes glaze over the 23 year old,
The one you wonder why is here.
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PoetryA collection of poetry across ages, moments, and confusion. Tw - read at own desire
