I hate when people tell me what i need to do
Or what has to be done
Like who is you ? My mother ?
Cuz last time i checked , i already have one.
And she looks nothing like you
I know your trying to help me.
But i got so much on my mind
Your fucking orders is the last thing i need
My mind is so full of orders from myself
Changes
mentally ,
physically
spiritually
I must take care of my fuckedup self
I must lose the damn weight
I must look after my lovely irresponsible brother
I must buy your fucking stuff
I must move out this miserable house
I must not trigger my agressive father
I must be financial in order
I must keep my mother calm
I must take care of my body
I must eat
I must sleep
I must keep chill
I must fucking live
Dont worry bout me , worry bout your goddamn self
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Everybody hurts (P O E T R Y ✨)
PoetryDit zijn mijn gedichten. Meeste poems zijn in het engels geschreven. Ik schrijf ze omdat het een uitweg is voor alle problemen in het leven. Ik wil dat mensen weten dat ze niet alleen zijn. Cuz Everybody Hurts These are the poems to my heart. I hope...
