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Mar 2018
I want to die

I get upset over really small things

I don't think I can do it

I'm just so fragile

I don't want people to see that

Don't want them to see me crying

'Cause it's so pathetic and ridiculous

I just smile when they pass by

I'm so weak

I feel helpless

Don't ask me what my problem is

I swear it's not worth it

I don't want to talk about it either

I wish I know what is wrong with me

I don't know

I'm just wrong

I am angry

At everything

Nobody understands

'Cause nobody's as weak as I am

I hate myself

No...

I hate that I have to teach myself how to be human on my own

It's okay to make mistakes

It's okay to mess up

But don't be stupid

Now they're looking at you

They're talking about you

Why are you so weird?

I am alone.
This is just one of those times...

I'm anonymous anyway, so I can take whatever anyone thinks about my poem. It's great that nobody knows me here.
Keziah
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