A room filled with half asses compliments and more drops of sweat than we can count.
The verge of giving up drips down the walls faster than we can run
Focus
Focus
Focus
I try and listen to the music, but me ears are filled with nothing but air Trying to grasp onto a single note.
Count your footsteps.
They can be a beat.
Make up some lyrics.
You just missed that ball
Why didn't you get it?
You should've gotten it.
It's all your fault.
It was right infront of you.
God, you just bring the whole team down.
You shouldn't even be here.
Nobody wants you here.
They don't care about you.
They don't care about your emotions.
Why should they?
You know you don't deserve it
So why act like you do?
You're just so stuck up.
You're so mean to everyone.
Get it together.
You're worthless.
We missed another.
And one more.
Time to run
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Poems
PoezjaThis is not a story!! This is a collection of poems that help me express what I'm thinking. I'm a trans man (ftm) and I like to write about it on here along with my mental health stuff. So have fun *****warning****** Tiggers May include: Depression ...
