𝟙𝟚 i was adventurous
love to make friends
& pretend we were princesses.𝟙𝟛 is when middle school ends
Love sneaking late night calls during weekends
Now closest friends become loose ends
& out of nowhere my name in drama i didn't consent.𝟙𝟜 everyone hated me
My honesty made people look at me differently
Til one day someone told me I was ugly.𝟙𝟝 I had insecurities I wanted to be perfectly made
Tried to find myself like a niddle in hay
But in reality I'm losing a breath a day.𝟙𝟞 I started fights
My nightmares came to life
Pleaded guilty so I could make everything right.𝟙𝟟 I wanted to end it
I lost everything even the peers I befriended
My mindset was suspended.𝟙𝟠 I learned conflict is the essence of drama
& giving others anything is the essence of trauma.
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Diary of: Broken Hearts
Poesía𝓐 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂... "𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼, 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓬𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭 ".