"Sometimes, I wish. Sometimes, I wonder. Sometimes, I want to shut down, and other times, I cower. Sometimes I'm okay, but most of the time, I feel that I am not. No, it's not because I'm great, or good, because I'm stellar and better than ever... It's because I'm just not okay. And that in itself is okay."
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Mind {Prose Vol. 2}✔
Poetry❝In my mind, there is pain. I am exhausted. I feel defeat from my hair tips to my feet- my body feels the stress weighing down on my shoulders. I try and try every day, but nothing seems to go my way. In my mind, there is pain, yet I try because one...
