My family
Is harsh.
From my dad's side,
It takes a lot to truly, hurt them
But when you do, know there is no going back.
They are gone for good.
I inherit this from him.
From my mother's side,
They are hard workers,
They bottle their feelings up and pretend to be fine.
I inherited this from my mother.
But there is one thing
Both sides have in common.
They are stubborn people.
They do not share their feelings.
Do not go to therapy.
Do not recover very easily,
from mental, emotional, and physical things.
And I fear it the most,
That I have inherited this from them.
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My Random Thoughts
Poetrycompletely random things going on in my life that i need to express - mostly in poetry form (I'm slowly editing and adding poems. I made a majority of these when I was in middle school and had no clue what I was doing. Sorry for that.)
