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I'm not liking the thought of looking at myself and seeing all the stress of my mother and the heavy eyes of my father. Looking into the mirror and seeing a reflection of myself a reflection of who's a burden on their shoulders. I just want to be better. To be better than my anger within. My anger towards myself. My anger towards the 'me' I didn't realize existed. Wanna leave it all on the shelf. Wanna writhe myself of this system. Not sure how to explain my bitter soul Besides showing you my reflection of my parents' expressions I stole.
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Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 9:43 PM UTC
My Parents' Reflections
I'm not liking the thought of looking at myself and seeing all the stress of my mother and the heavy eyes of my father. Looking into the mirror and seeing a reflection of myself a reflection of who's a burden on their shoulders. I just want to be better. To be better than my anger within. My anger towards myself. My anger towards the 'me' I didn't realize existed. Wanna leave it all on the shelf. Wanna writhe myself of this system. Not sure how to explain my bitter soul Besides showing you my reflection of my parents' expressions I stole.
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Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 9:43 PM UTC
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