self
Why is it that when I’m happy
They seem mad
Why is it when I smile
They look sad
I look in the mirror
And wonder if it’s me that they see
Trying to make it through
And get to the finish line
I feel like I’m going to pass out
But I continue and keep striving
By TD I keep my paint brush with me Where ever I may go In case I need to cover up So the real me doesn’t show I’m so afraid…
Read MoreBy TG At times I wonder, can I forgive myself? My past self would say, “If not you who else?” I want the courage to make vulnerable my heart But…
Read MoreBy KW I’m sorry I’ve made you feel neglected, Unwanted, and disregarded. I’ve treated you as though you didn’t matter. As though you were lent? I brushed you aside. My…
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