I’m done looking at myself in the mirror anytime i do i just want to kill something because I hate who I have become… And thats the only thing i can see in the mirror besides my ample amount of body flaws
Author
akgirl
Poem not that good but
I’m the friend who they go to when the need to be cheered up or when they need someone to listen… when will they realize that I need somebody I can talk to?