I ruin every good thing I have.
I cut deep into the flesh of a loving man.
I walk away from adventures that could give me life.
To sit and stare at the moon and cry.
I wonder why nothing ever goes right,
But self sabotage is such a fright.
If there's one thing I'm good at that would be it,
This is why we can't have nice things, isn't it?
wompity womp
Gen z is so unserious, I love it
we stand with Palestine
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My Mind; A Collection
PoetryPoetry collection from a junior in high school who struggled <3 Now a college student, who fondly looks back when she struggles <3