I don't need you to tell me who I am
I've struggled for so long figuring that out
I don't need you to fix me
I've screwed in all my problems myself
I don't need you to put me back on my feet
I've risen from being buried alive
I don't need you to save me
I've rescued myself over and over again
And I don't fucking need your gotdamn help
I'm not a broken toy
I'm not a torn sleeve
I'm me, and I don't need you
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Author:
Brie (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: February 17th, 2019 20:17
- Comment from author about the poem: Forgery will not be allowed. No copies of any kind. ©2019
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 10
Comments1
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