(Ego as fragile as the gossamer wings of a fairy
I stood nose to nose with a child, quite contrary)
Everything I do is in fear of him and her
Stick up my chin
To prove to them I’m not so immature
slinking beneath shimmery skin
Aching and breaking
I’m overwhelmed by these emotions
One at a time and they each consume me
Body so small, when they run through me
All my hate
And this fear
Bitterness, despair, and distress
All my love, my ecstasy
All of my happiness
I can only really feel the one.
You say I’m a[censored] and to[redacted]
Then you say
I deserve it cause the way that I’ve acted
Hate to know myself when disconcert
It’s too much (I’m in pain!)
I’m tired of this needless, childish hurt
Very old poem. I thank the Lord every day that I developed basic ******* interpersonal skills and also the ability to ✨manage my emotions✨