So this poem is written by one of my close friends, Angela Nebbe. ✨✨
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The Problem With Being Nice
The problem with being nice
Is being so polite
Smiling so tightly
Holding in your opinion until
You
Just
Can't
Breathe
Around
It
The problem is you're
Always so nice
That it becomes your description
"She's so nice!"
I am more, so much more!
But can I tell them?
No, because
It would be rude
And I am not rude, never rude
I'm *_nice_*
It means I
Struggle
To tell people what I feel
I can't have a
Bad day
Because they need me
To be nice
When their day
Has
Been
Horrible
And can't I just listen?
After all
That's what I'm
Good at
Because I'm so nice
And it means watching
As her eyes fill
Because she sees me
Drowning
When did I forget
To be nice
To
Me
Too
?
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"I wrote it when I wasn't in a great space and had a toxic relationship. I still struggle with stuff like this, but its much much better than it was"-Angie
Here is some of her social media details:
personal Instagram: @angelanebbe01
Instagram account for her crochet work:@hookedbystarlight
tumblr page: angelofarts
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