why do people still think I'm fine
why do my teachers still think I'm going to pass my exams
why do my classmates still think i am just feeling a little under the weather
why do my parents still let me take showers at 3am when I'm feeling sad & empty
why do my friends still like me
why isn't everyone fed up with me yet
why do I exist when all i do is cause trouble for the people around me
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryi could call this 'poetry' or 'my poetry' but this really is just a scramble of words. kinda like a blog of some sort. I sometimes need to write something down and I do have a little notebook with scribbles and scrabbles but I thought it would be ki...
