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youcancallmesierra
Poems
Sep 2020
clean up in aisle four
nowhere seems safe
to think out loud
much less breathe
or make a sound
one minor
inconvenience
from having
a mental breakdown
i hate to be so
fragile
hate to be
a hassle
but everyday
in this life
is another
losing battle
i can't win
to save my life
all i wanna do
is cry
feeling miserable
as hell
but can't pinpoint
exactly why
and it's driving me
insane
trying to keep
a poker face
putting the puzzle
together
but one piece is
misplaced
everything i touch
is botched
everyone i love
feels off
i do all these
stupid things
hoping i'll get
caught
like maybe one day
someone will see
beyond the
stupidty
i'm just
too tired
to keep being
me
Written by
youcancallmesierra
22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)
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