
A lot has been going on this year with me. More emotional than anything. The funny thing it's not my past that is bothering me. More with just self esteem than anything. While i tend to post vent journals once in a while, I never share my true emotions with anyone. I guess that Im actually afraid to cry since I always believed that it was a weakness. Just a vent poem i guess. This isn't a poem to feel sorry for me or whatever. Just a lot going on.
Category Poetry / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 50 x 50px
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