Sometimes I lose myself in my own body,
When I look at my face I don't recognize who is looking back at me,
The dark circles under the eyes and the slumped shoulders can't be mine,
The tear stained cheeks and tight pulled back hair should not be so familiar on my 19 year old body.
This pain in my hear is ageing me,
It is straining my personality,
So now when I look at myself,
It's not only my face I don't recognize anymore,
It's my whole person.
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Life is Really Hard
PoetrySometimes life sucks, and rather than scream or punch walls, I write down what I'm feeling. This is that. All of the artwork and writing is mine and cannot be used elsewhere.
