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Storm

Storm
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Everyday I struggle

Everday I question

What’s wrong with me?

How can I be anyone with this weight on my shoulders.

The guilt of being a nobody.

Because society says I am.

I’m nobody

A nobody that destroys relationships.

Throws away money

Buries us deeper until there’s no where left to go.

Why was I taught to be worthless.

Taught to be materialistic

Not love myself

Not love another

Hate everyone

Hate this world because of

Who I am

My choices

This storm that rages on

When will it end?

When will I see the light at the end of the storm…





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