I'm okay
I think
Maybe
Not really
Fine
I'll admit it
I'm not okay
I am continually repulsed by the person I see in the mirror
I am tired of being in a constant state of pain
It is physical and emotional
This pain I am in
I am helpless to it
I don't want to exist at home
I feel completely useless
I am watching my family grow closer together as I grow farther away from them
I miss being Daddy's little girl
I am tired of the flashbacks
I am tired of the constant panic
I am tired of functioning like this
But I have to be okay
I am in survival mode
Things to do
People to support
I don't have time for these feelings
I'm okay
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What Life Is
الشعرThe poetry journal of a senior in high school. Raw and virtually unfiltered emotions from someone with a lot going on.
