I ask myself questions everyday
Should i eat?
Is it worth it?
Am I annoying everyone?
If I talk will i bother anyone?
Do i look skinny enough?
Does this makeup cover up the ugly?
Do any of these people actually care about me?
If (*when*) I die would anyone care?
YOU ARE READING
I cant write poems
Poetrythis is probally going to be poems (i cant write poems so just a warning for cringey content) i should probally put a trigger warning i get deep sort of....so warning i guess....
