i put others before myself
i never get the help i
so despretely
need
but i am unable to stop
this vicious cycle
of
compassion
no one should ever
have to feel
neglected, like i do
every time the sun rises
YOU ARE READING
the root of compassion
Puisioften, the bird who sings the loveliest song is the one who has never felt lovely *** a book featuring poetry about my stuggles and the feelings i can not fathom into understandble words
