Sad crying eyes, Hurt eyes, that once felt love, are grieving,
Tired exausted eyes, wish to be sleeping, but instead feeling the pain that lies deep in her head,
Once trusted girl, in her place, a hormone filled whirl, stupid thoughts and stupid actions,
Lost girl, shy girl, can't help but hate herself girl, is all that is left of a once,
GOOD GIRL...
~RSB
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Poetry by RSB
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I have written, I have depression and PTSD so I apologize if it's too gloomy for your taste.
