You have only seen yourself two times
Taking a picture and looking at the image
Or staring in the mirror looking at your reflection
You don't get to see the way your eyes light up
When you talk about something you love
And you can never see how beautiful you look
When you truly smile
It's really kinda sad
That you never actually get to see yourself
But I can promise you
I will be there everyday to tell you what I see
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
