13. short and sweet

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I looked for the sun in you,
(All you did was burn my skin)
I looked for the water in you,
(All you did was flood my pain within)
I looked for the soil in you,
(All you did to me was dirty)
But in the end, I realised I am all three.
(And I don't need you to let me grow and heal)

The people you think are talking about you,
Who will question what you wore last night,
Or clothes that you wore twice,
Or when you stutter when you made the speech,
Or how you couldn't write anything poetic,
Or how you are always so generic,
Or how your face was a curse, artistic,
Or how you won't find love romantic,
Or how you're the friend they're reminded of in the moment of need,
Those people are actually the voices within.

And nobody cares what you do more than you.


You don't have to be the first one to talk,

You don't have to be the first one to ask,
You don't have to be the first one to make it work,
Trust me, if you put the same effort in healing your relationship with yourself than with them,
You'd be left with happiness than harm.

How to find if a person is toxic?
Google the above sentence.
Look for the symptoms,
Then match it with the person's attitude.
If the person shows all the symptoms, you can cut them out.
If they don't show the symptoms, then cut them out.
Because there is a reason you thought about them while looking for the symptoms.

I may be sensitive,
But so is a flower,
It dries up when you pluck it.


Don't confuse the sickness in your stomach with butterflies fluttering.
It's a warning sign of your body,
Because it loves you more than the person who makes you sick.

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Hi! I won't call my poems pathetic anymore because the person who wrote this deserves better. If you liked it, you can press the star thingy.

Also, if I come across as cocky or too full of myself, I am not sorry, I am compensating for the 10 years of self-deprecation. If you don't like my poems, bye-bye.

For real tho, constructive criticism is always welcomed. But talk to me in a way that'll make me write more, not stop writing altogether.

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