i feel like im not living,
surviving, sure
but not living.
not for myself,
but for the expectations of others,
and it drives me insane.
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ruination | poetry
Puisia collection of 3am thoughts and poems from an insomniac some are my own and some are inspired- Copyrighted© 2017 started; 20/09/17 highest rank: #487 in poetry
