Too complicated
Too irritated
Too loud
And yet too shy
And overall
Just not how you're supposed to be
Not how you're supposed to feel
And on top of that
Never pretty enough
I've heard it all
And now it's enough
Though I still care
I finally open up
I don't owe you nice
I don't owe you smart
I don't owe you pretty
I don't owe you anything
Of the above
Enough is enough
And my mind is made up
How about you being kind
On yourself
And on others, too
Might feel a bit odd
But you'll sort that through
Like you asked me till now
To do that for you
So now that you see
What to do is quite clear
I wish you good luck
And remember
My mind is made up
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry»If in doubt, please make art Cause when the world falls apart You might mend a broken heart« Poetry from the notes app on my phone
