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Dec 2018
and you sit there
on your bed
at 1:40
in the morning
when you start wondering
how
much you're worth.
and it's sad.

because you never thought
that you needed to know
who
you're worth to
but you do.

and you cry because
you don't know.
you want to

but you don't know
how much
you mean
to yourself.
all you do know
is that it's close
to zero
and you don't want that.

but it's there.

and it's important
to take a moment
to realize that
it's true
that's how you feel

you can't deny it.
because you would be lying.
and that never did
anyone
any good.

it's there.

engraved
as a cut on your heart
and as dried blood
on your soul.

and it's sad
but it's there.
this is so exhausting
Written by
Isa  23/F/the sun and the ocean
(23/F/the sun and the ocean)   
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