I'm sick...
Of this town.
And my family.
And my friends.
But that is just what happens
When you give up in the end.
I'm tired...
From the bullshit.
And the faking.
And the lies.
But that is just what happens
When you let no one see you cry.
I'm pretending...
To be happy.
And to laugh.
And to smile.
But that is just what happens
When you don't think you yourself are worthwhile.
I hate...
That I'm empty.
And coldhearted.
And alone.
But that's just what happens
When you're rotten from the skin and to the bone.
~a.k.
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Polaroid Poems
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