Me: I'm feeling good today.
Body: How? You're fat.
Self Harm: How? When I'm on your arm as proof you're not.
Mirror: How? Look at yourself.
Paranoia: How? Your friends hate you.
Mind: How? You're a total failure.
Me: Oh, right.
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The answers that aren't true
PoesíaJust a few poems and such about my life how I'm feeling and what I'm going through. Unless stated with ~broken angel, the poems aren't mine I only found them online. *TRIGGER WARNING*
