There was a life I once imagined for myself, it was not filled with fairytales and roses but it wasn't this,
This constant pit feeling I feel in my gut like my next steps are going to be the wrong ones or the constant self doubt that maybe the problem is me even though deep down I know it's not,
Or maybe it's the number of things I thought i was doing right but apparently I'm not,
People get stuck between a rock and a hard place but I'm not even sure of where im stuck at
All I know is, I've been pulled in every direction and I do not think I can take another stretch.
~ Robyn ~
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The heart that cried wolf
Poetry~ This book contains several write ups like the one below ~ I use to think that whatever you put into the universe would always come back to you, just like a boomerang, but not all boomerangs return to their throwers, I've played the role of putting...
