Confession #87: I just can't function.
Hurt slashes my heart,
pain is in my soul
regrets are lurking in this calm night
anxiety is my best friend
I'm a mess,
that goes to school,
looking amazing,
happy and healthy.
You'd least expect,
a girl like me,
to have my battles,
but isn't everyone?
Isn't everyone,
fighting,
behind the smiles,
behind the masks?
doesn't everyone fight,
and most of them win
or are winning,
i'm close to losing.
How do you fix,
how do you understand,
someone who is mad,
who says "you should know"
How do you look,
in the mirror,
without your first words being,
ugly, selfish, disgusting
How do you learn,
to say one more day,
when you are breaking,
deep inside?
How do you,
keep your composure,
when pain is pounding at you,
every second?
HOW
DO
YOU
EVEN
LIVE
WHEN
EVERYTHING
YOU
TOUCH
AND
LOVE
JUST
CRUMBLES
INTO
PIECES?
How?
Idk.
*sighs*
Love,
Taz xx
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Non-Fiction"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." - Marilyn Monroe I'm just Taz. A girl who is...
