As I sit in this house full of stuff I can't help but feel empty trying to get my thoughts steady while my room is messy I envy those whose those who have it all together not feeling very pretty my thoughts making me dizzy trying to make myself busy so I'm not empty
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
