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My lips have a quiver, my eyes are wide
I'm front and center, nowhere to hide
My faults on the table, my fears are on my sleeve
Pride is too low, full of greed
I'm teetering sideways and my blood is dirty
Scavenging dreams, I'm young and hungry
What do you see when you look at me?
Can you see my struggle?
Do you hear me cry?
Do you watch me crumble?
Compliments too many, prayers galore, got bundles of pennies for all of my trouble
Do you see a girl, a sprouting woman?
Do you see a heart? An evil illusion.
Budding flower, full of blood
Give and give, still no good
Do you see my veins when I scream?
Do you like my pain?
Do I like my pain?
What do you see?
YOU ARE READING
A journal of some sort
RandomCome join me while I rant and rage I also write poetry This will probably mostly just be memes, poems, and sentimental BS that I pull out of my ass There is a soundtrack for each chapter so enjoy my strange music choices lol Anywhoooo enjoy
