Desperation/ Self Image
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I need to try and stop saying discouraging words when I look into the mirror I need to stop wincing at reflections in windowsI need to purposely not look at my reflections to spare the pain
there is a canvas
i have painted
i don't like it
it is filled with
things
no one should have to see
but i have seen them
and they are not pretty
the canvas
i painted
I'll spread myself across this page.
be present a pound the stage .
maybe then my memory won't fade.
my life no longer a passing phase .
try to sketch every piece of me in to eternity
The world is cruel.
Ruthless people, vicious people,
Pushed into a corner,
A fragile soul
How can I fly?
