I want to scream
I've pushed everything down
All my trauma
(Which I don't have, I'm just making it up)
(And even if I do it's my fault so I shouldn't be complaining)
All the bullshit I'm to weak to deal with
I want to cry
But I'll be hurt
Crying is bad
Crying is dangerous
I hate this
(3/7/21)
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A Glimpse Into My Brain
PoetryMy jumbled up brain written out in poetry Please read the note in the book before reading
