Jan 2017
when you're stuck
and reaching up,
knowing that everyone
who walks past
is pretending not
to see the
desperation
in your eyes
and reaching up,
knowing that everyone
who walks past
is pretending not
to see the
desperation
in your eyes
i hate this place. i wish i could be done with it.
(20/F/South Africa)
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