REMEMBER HER

I am her,

i am scared to be who i am,

all eyes pointed at me.

people all arond me,

i can feel he nstant eyes at me.

i need to teach myself how to breathe again.

WAIT.....

People are talking abut her right now!

....BREATHE IN the BULLSHIT....

maybe i deserve this pain.

.......

REMEMBER HER....

 

 

 
This poem is about: 
Me

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