My Life
I just want to get this off my chest. I know it’s not poetry but it’s all i’ve got.
I get bullied because i don’t have friends, because i’m pregnant and because i spend all my free time studying and talking to teachers. I find it funny how nobody has ever asked if i chose this for myself.
HA! Like i’d choose this for myself.
No, i’m pregnant because the one person i thought...
Thursday 21st December 2017 3:49 am
The Big Three
Hello depression!
Long time no see, right?
It’s like I just saw you yesterday…
Oh wait. It was just yesterday.
And the day before that,
And the weeks before that….
I wake up every morning
With you on my chest.
Making my lungs feel heavy
So heavy, they are.
So heavy that i cannot breathe.
I push you away while,
I get ready for school.
Hoping today ...
Wednesday 13th December 2017 10:21 pm
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