The Break Down

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I expected worse,

and that's what I got.

I'm a disaster.

Why can't we be

what they want us to be?

I don't feel beautiful, I feel like some huge disgraceful monster no one takes seriously.

I don't want you to know, but you'll find out once all this is over.

Fire burns, ice freezes.

The body lives then die.

They kill and be killed.

Lie and lied to.

Love and loved.

Hate and hated.

Different but not quite different.

It may seem crazy, but it's the truth.

Ask, and I won't lie, I'll hesitate.

I'm sorry I'm the way I am, but I'm even more sorry That I'm not sorry I'm the way I am.

What can I say? “A lot?", you say? Well that is true, but I might as well write an entire novel.

October 6, early 2000s is when it started. Unknown is when it'll end.

               

              ~ Rakya Graham

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