One after one you are all going numb. No one wants to admit that they're fake, no one likes to believe that they are dumb. You're all holding back because you're afraid of getting burned. You can't understand that it can be over in a moment, that in a second the tables can be turned. But just let me tell you something: I won't obey anymore. Lately, it has just been too much, your words just got me sore. Aren't you ashamed of all the words that are left unspoken? Cause just to make it clear: I am fucking broken. Maybe if you just had been nicer, just a little bit kind, then it all could have been different, but there is nothing to do about that now. So now I'm asking you to face me, and tell me everything you so confidently say about me behind my back. I bet you don't even remember, cause I wouldn't be able to keep track. But everything is over now, what happened in the past happened then. Now please just leave me alone so I can breathe again.
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PoetryThis collection of poems is about the journey through tough times, heartbreak, and the confusion that can occur when you try to find your own identity. Every poem is important to me in its own special way, and every poem has its own special meaning...
