Everyone want to be Heather. But I just wanna feel better. They might be better than me, more pretty, more popular, more sweet but when they betray you. it won't be such a treat when I'm on my knees crying and shaking I feel like I'm dying. They're laughing with you forgetting that I exist but hey I'm just trying not to quit. I know you don't mean to make me feel sick. I'm not as likable I know but I wish I could find a way to show.. you can want Heather but I will never ever feel better.
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Thoughts
PoetryThese are poems I wrote. Mostly my thoughts but idk. These ones are very short but trust me they are supposed to be that way.
