you changed me.
i don't know if i love it or hate it just yet.
on one hand, i don't get hurt as easily. you taught me not to care about what others think.
thank you.
but on the other, everyone hates the new me. i'm blunt and distant and hateful and i'm just so sorry.
i wish i could just make everyone happy
because i'm tired of you hating who i was
and everyone else hating who i am.
YOU ARE READING
permanently unfinished.
Poetrywe write our feelings on paper because we have no one to turn to when our vision is blurred by tears and our chests are crushed with sadness.
