Why on earth do i continue to let this issue bother me...?
When i know that there is/has been no solution...no answer.
Do you see me?
I don't see me....Still.
Who is that staring at me in the mirror..
I don't recognize who it is.
Do you see me still?...
I can't see me....even if I'm still.
Standing still.
Are you sure that i am even really there?...here?
The best that i can hope to be is someone else's faded memory of i guess the best of me.
- "whoever that F****** nutter may be" -
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Author:
Melissa Taylor (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 4th, 2020 22:53
- Category: Letter
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