What are the words I'm looking for?
What is it I want to be told?
Is it some kind of snap of reality?
Some kind of reassurance I know someone else needs more than me?
If I want to live in the moment why do I always think of future and past me?
So many questions,
I wonder when I'll have an answer
08/20/19
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Fuck You, Nicely
PoetryOne finding themselves, ups and downs; streams of melancholy and yearning of the heart. Contains time stamps of a life that seem to fade too fast and rants through life lessons I often forget. There might be some triggers with eating and just mental...
