I realize what I am missing in my life is myself.
I'm missing my own sanity.
I cared too much about other people's emotions and put all m effort into making them feel better,
I forgot about myself.
I tore myself down to build people
who didn't give a sh*t about me up.
I should know that I come first.
but I never will.
F. C. Irish
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Thoughts I'll never write
PoetryThis is a collection of writings I've wrote in anger, sadness, and sometimes happiness. Some of these thoughts keep me awake at night and won't let me sleep until I write it all down. Enjoy.
