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IzzyCookie:

If someone could tell me what they think of this, that would be great :D Is it okay if I cry? Sometimes I can’t. Emotions are hard. Complex to understand. Some people judge. Some people hate. And people like me, We can’t demonstrate. It feels like I can’t do anything right. And some people don’t see me in a good light. But look at the tears that drip down my nose. They lead to scars where nobody goes. The smile I wear is not my own. It’s painted, perfected. To what I now know. But only if you saw through this façade. You’d understand why life's so hard. Anxiety tends to fill my head. Sometimes I wish that I hadn’t left bed. Hopelessness spills into my lungs. I feel like I’m drowning, but I’m too young. Being compared to my friends hurts my heart. The strings, they snap, when pulled too hard. But they don’t see, Who I mean to be, They only see what they want me to be. I keep the act up, To appease their taste, But after a few days, I feel like a waste of space. There’s nothing I can do, To change their minds, And to be honest? I’m dying inside.

IzzyCookie:

It's a small poem I wrote

martai:

its nice

75:

nice.

SaltySuga:

Long ahh poem but its actually fire

addison123456:

I like the longality of it and I think it speaks truth of ur heart so Good job

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