Jun 2019
I am dead scared
Of finding out
This mind I made
Is full of doubt
these fortunes found
I’ll go without
this life I live
I’ve lied about
But me is me
and though I know
I cannot change
I still might grow
And though I cry
I’ve stubbed my toe
in time I’ll heal
and then I’ll go.
For pieces of pieces
that fall out of line
can still be discovered, and nurtured.
I’m fine.
Of finding out
This mind I made
Is full of doubt
these fortunes found
I’ll go without
this life I live
I’ve lied about
But me is me
and though I know
I cannot change
I still might grow
And though I cry
I’ve stubbed my toe
in time I’ll heal
and then I’ll go.
For pieces of pieces
that fall out of line
can still be discovered, and nurtured.
I’m fine.
When you've gone through something difficult in your life and you're lucky enough to have people who care about you, you'll find yourself constantly being asked by them how you are. I wrote this when I was trying to convince both them, and myself, that I was fine.
(24/M/South Africa)
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