Suppressing sometimes hurts more than the hurtful shit I'm trying to suppressBut when you realize you have no one at all to confide in,
what else is there left to do?
What else can you resort to?
Things I can't help
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PoetryDiving into adulthood, dealing with loss and love, and trying to figure out who I am. Will I have it all figured out? The answers probably no.