I want to hug my younger self
i want to tell her that mum and dad arent going to change
that its not going to be alright
i want to tell her that i'm sorry
i'm sorry for fucking our life up
but if i really had the chance to speak to her
i would tell her to keep going
to be a kid
to be brave
to live her life
because it's not going to be very long
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poems for you
Puisii know that nobody is going to read this but pls dont copy or judge. i wrote these
