sick and tired
of people telling me
what I can and can't feel,
telling me that it's just me,
just my insecurities
and sensitivities
conjuring images
and ideas
that aren't true.
everyone telling me
that i can't be mad
or I can't be sad.
that I have no reason to be.
why should they
be the ones to judge
what emotions
I am allowed to feel?
I guess i'm just done, just so lost for words that i feel no will to argue with them; no desire to prove them wrong. there's no point in trying.
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
