Always there trying to make you happy.
Trying to make us happy in the long run.
Nothing I do will ever be good enough.
Nobody stays.
So, here I am, once again. Dying.
Worthless.
Unable to talk my legs into getting up for the day. unable to actually function and socialize correctly.
Smile and they won't notice the tears in your eyes. Hide your face in class and don't you dare breakdown because everyone will notice.
No one will love you. No one can love you. Just like he said. You are a person trying to build yourself back up. but it will never work, the world knows the exact way to beat you down whenever you show the slightest sign of happiness.
You finally break just to get yelled at for not being able to control the emotions that he put in you.
Some wounds just won't heal, and become infected, slowly eating at your sanity and health.
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Inside Secrets
PoetryA collection of short poems. Some written by me. If not written by me it will be indicated in the poem chapter. Also, the poems might be about things that happened in the past. Please comment and let me know of any mistakes I made, and how you fee...
