I've gained a reputation for being fragile,
People think I don't trust easy
When really all it is is that I get
Very uncomfortable very easily
I don't know why when someone touches me my brain wants to twist and turn away from them as quickly as I can
Or when someone's not, I want to hug everyone I see
God why is it so hard for me
As soon as you grab my hand without warning me first I'm done
You think it's romantic, well it's not
At least for me.
At every loud noise, I flinch and look around
I don't have any reason to do so, the only one that I found
Happened once, many years ago, and I don't even remember
Is it only when I'm in the presence of people?
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My Personal Songbook (PT 1)
Poetrysongs and poems about me and the world. However you'd like to interpret them. A message for those painfully not aware even with everything going on: BLACK LIVES MATTER. this collection is sorted by newest to oldest going from "Brutality" onwards. ...
