I hate me
I hate the way I smile
I hate the way I laugh
I hate the way I talk
I hate the way my face looks
Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't even show my face to anyone
Every time I so much as glance at someone, I embarrass myself
How is it that some people tolerate me?
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Swoosh - a book of breezy poetry
PoetrySome of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the stor...
