Just a little vent poem.
Tea Tears
It's weird how 3 months can feel like three years
I'm sitting here crying my pitiful tea tears
I take another sip of the cold drink, warming from room temperature
I feel quite sick and there most definitely isn't a cure
Say what you will, I was born this way
Sorry that your game isn't the one I want to play
My heart hearts and my mind makes it hurt worse
Why is mentality such a curse
I'm still sad, crying
My brother can hear
I'm still just sitting here
Crying my pitiful tea tearsBehind it: It's nothing too serious. I've just been way too careless with my heart lately. I like to say that I tolerate things very well, but I'm realizing that it's not toleration; it's just me tucking in my emotions until I explode. The saying "Tea tears" is one I made up to describe that my liquid diet mostly consists of tea instead of just plain water. I needed to get this out. It's been a while. The people who are worried about me are pinging me on discord, but I'm just gonna have some time to myself to Think. Thanks for reading.
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Non-FictionThis is a vent book that is personalized to my own personality. I chose the name to give an insight on the inside of my mind and how I think. Welcome to Confusing Understatements!