"When it gets hard and time go by so slow.
When you feel like crumbling and hiding in the dust.
When you are so tired that you don't wana wake up.
When you wish that you were something else.
Take a breath! Look in the mirror and be proud of how far you have come. You have fire in your eyes and soothing waterfall in your words. You can chase your dreams. It's ok! go on and cry but once you are done, don't forget to collect your pieces. Rejoin them into a stronger version of the previous "You"."
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Chaotic Mess.
Poetry"I can't understand the chaos within me," She whispers finally letting the tears roll down, crumbled in her room, curled up in a ball, gasping for breath as she tries to hold herself, as she begs her heart to stop hurting so much. A collection of pr...
