Her thoughts in words

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  • Red Flags

    Arise o manipulators Time wasters, drunk texters Stand right nau, what’s the problem? What’s up You’re still in denial right? I get that from people like you a lot The thing about red flags is that they always stay hidden While the green ones are flown, high in the air Like a parade of good…

  • The Galaxy that is you.

    The Galaxy that is you ✨ We’re all made up of star stuffIn some weird, dark, bright often milky wayA glitter in our eyes that show we’re excitedReminders of the little joys that come with being aliveWe’re lights in the darkA role assigned by the creator of the universeWe illuminate the way, bring hope to…

  • Give Me A Moment

    The mtn number you’ve dialled Feels too vulnerable to talk to you right now She knows you’re trying to help, but she really doesn’t need it Please try again later Or dial *505# To listen to a pre-recorded message. Hold on a minute Please, give me a second to recollect myself I need a moment…

  • A “No-helpian”

    I know this is gonna be harsh It’ll hurt But I hope you’ll understand Because I sure don’t get Why y’all act like hypocrites Every damn day It’s lovely to want to help people To listen To always be there But how can you expect me to confide in me When you never tell me…

  • The snap

    It felt like the world was spinning around me that day. It felt like the disbelief was twirling me around and around and I couldn’t stop. I felt dizzy but there was something else I felt, a heat rising in my chest that made me clear headed enough to focus on Chisom who was snapping…

  • The pain inside

    I want to wish it away,But I know it won’t go.I should be happy now right,My happy ending is so close,I got what I wanted,But it just sucks inside.I’m not sure why.But I’m going to try to explain. I’ve been so used to being sad for so long,I’m wondering what it’ll be like to feel…

  • The girl who does nothing

    I’m sitting in my bed just staring at my phone. It’s locked, the screen is dark and I’m just looking at it because I have nothing else to do. Oh, no wait, I actually do have a ton of things I have to do. I just don’t have the energy to do any of them.…

  • Talk

    All talk, no actionMakes Jack, a pathological liarKinda harsh? Yes, I know,But as the popular saying goes,Actions speak louder than words. It’s tiring, you know?Just listening to people say stuff,Making promises they can’t keep,Say things without an iota of truth,I keep wondering, just what is the point?Doesn’t the guilt hunt you?Won’t you get hurt in…

  • In the end

    Hold on,Pain ends.I didn’t really believe it,When I heard it at first.But now I can see that it really is true,Nothing is permanent,This too shall pass. One day, I woke upAnd I went about my day,And suddenly everything didn’t hurt as much.I decided “okay, maybe I’m just in my happy phase”“I’ll probably just go back…

  • Those parts

    Doesn’t life suck,When you want to be everything you’re not.You lie.Telling everyone “I’m fine”“I’m healed”When you know very well you really aren’t.Part of you is tired.Tired of trying,Tired of hoping,Looking for a boost or something to just get you through today.You don’t know if you can do it anymore,But you lie,And you say “I’m fine”…

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