Get over it, that's all I'm ever told
It's just a phase, stop complaining
No one knows I hate myself in every single way
It's not just a phase, it's not something I can just 'get over'
Try being me for a day, then maybe you'd under stand
Like hell, no one could
"Get over it, stop wining"
I'm not going to be able to just
Get over it
YOU ARE READING
Last Breath
PoetryThese are just some poems I've made over the past 3-4 years, I'm still working on more
