i've been telling you that it is never all right to push yourself down. it is never all right to tell yourself you're useless but till then, you never listen, do you? yet all you do is, you internally punch yourself and let the dark bruises grow in you. when the bruises are almost healing and the worry is lifted up from you, a shot of sadness is sent back in you but you didn't help yourself to get rid of it. you added more bruises by punching yourself again and again until you made yourself feel worse than how you did. what can i do if you, yourself never even tried to fix you?
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Poetrythis book is filled with emotions that i feel when its four in the morning
