What I go through is hard to explain
From extremely happy to extremely sad
Sad Boi hours beating me black and blue
Slitting my wrists just to feel something new
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DISRUPTIVE THOUGHTS
Poetry"You turned away From yourself, Rejected yourself. You wanted to be cool, Not realising that The art of being cool Is mastered by yourself. Accepting yourself, Taking yourself As is" A bunch of standalone poems I wrote in the darkness of my room o...
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What I go through is hard to explain
From extremely happy to extremely sad
Sad Boi hours beating me black and blue
Slitting my wrists just to feel something new
