I am terrified of people every single day
I dont trust them or want understand what they say
All of them are out for their selfish gain
I understand its how we play
But I cant speak up
Because expectations are wearing me down
So I smile and let others make their own conclusions somehow
I dont clarify
I dont expand
I let all the truths twist around
Because as long as I stay quiet
Then no one can hurt me
Worse than hurting me is hurting those who raised me
I am nothing as great as
I'm portrayed to be
I am failure on most days
I'm ugly on my good days
But I am average
and I've learned how to love me.
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Chapters of Irrationality
PoetryI write emotional poetry and try to create beautiful imagery as I describe all the situations that people deal with in their lives. This is a collection of my true inner thoughts and feelings. Yet, I like to keep little mystery so I am curious to k...
