strange how i completely accepted myself all my flaws and insecurities and didnt give a fuck about them. how able i was to speak my mind. laugh. meet and talk to people easily.
now i find it hard to say a single word
or opinion. rewrite a text at least four times fearful that i will sound like an idiot. meeting or knock on a friends door gives me a heart attack.
sad how ive changed
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tearful
Poetrythe tearful thoughts of a teenage girl -now a woman who's still struggling probably all shit but it helps me vent and move on
