I feel shattered sometimes torn to pieces
Yes, will I be put back together again
Maybe not but I hope it's not that case
It's like I'm always in this constant race
To be perfect
Will this type of thinking effect me in the long run
Because it isn't any fun
Then I asked myself, when will it ever be done
Don't know why I let me things my family say get to me. It hard to deal with sometimes 😔
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Words From One's Self { Completed }
PoésieDepression, soul-searching, uplifting poems. And affirmations, acronyms. Just things that are on my mind. © S. J Evans
