I don't understand it at times
One second I'm something special
That I feel like my fiercest bravest truest self
And the next
I'm left behind like garbage
That all I want to do is curl up in my bed in the dark
And cry until everything is blurry.
-you confuse me so much.
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The Unexpected
PoetryThings I've learned , things I got over , things I'm still trying to heal from , memories , things that had happened to me and how I feel about them , tough times , good times , misery , joy All turned into poetry... Hope you like it All love...❤
