the poem that was on the crinkled up paper ("I am") by ink

Feb 2015

the poem that was on the crinkled up paper ("I am")

I'm sorry.
I'm not what you wanted.
I'm a glitch in the game of life.
I'm not supposed to be here.
I'm selfish.
I'm emotional.
I'm depressed.

But I smile
so I must be okay, right?

Dialogue poems are really nice.

#cutting #self #harm #sad #depression #depressed #anxiety #sorrow #smile #cut

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