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So many years Feeling bad about myself Berating my being For being Fundamentally flawed Fragmented Irreparable I wish someone had noticed Me Pulling the hair off of my head Me Flailing about Like a trout Out of water Me Stepping on All of the rakes Unintentionally But also Sometimes Fully aware Of where They were lurking in the grass And I wish they’d said To me Stop Stop Stop. Breathe. Look around. You’re ok. You’re ok. You’re beautiful And young And you couldn’t possibly know How quickly time runs away. So stop. Stop saying What’s wrong with me?! You can stop Because I’m here To tell you. What is wrong With you Is That life Fooled you Into thinking That there’s something wrong With you.
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 9:24 PM UTC
So Many Years
So many years Feeling bad about myself Berating my being For being Fundamentally flawed Fragmented Irreparable I wish someone had noticed Me Pulling the hair off of my head Me Flailing about Like a trout Out of water Me Stepping on All of the rakes Unintentionally But also Sometimes Fully aware Of where They were lurking in the grass And I wish they’d said To me Stop Stop Stop. Breathe. Look around. You’re ok. You’re ok. You’re beautiful And young And you couldn’t possibly know How quickly time runs away. So stop. Stop saying What’s wrong with me?! You can stop Because I’m here To tell you. What is wrong With you Is That life Fooled you Into thinking That there’s something wrong With you.
Unintentionally reposted, slightly modified version of a poem I’d posted earlier that day. Typical mistake for me. I’m certain I will do it again.
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46/M/Montréal, Québec, Canada
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 9:24 PM UTC
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