Their disapproving eyes
Feed the fire
And the voices in my head.
Thus, the voices come back
And they yell at me instead.
Then, when I yell back
I'm heard
And I look
Crazy.
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Life Evaluations
PoetryI do not usually write much poetry. When I do, I'll post it here. Thank you for your support and for reading. It means a lot to me :D
