Dear Me,
Me is tired of them and they huh I see me especially when I see me starting not giving a fuck about relations and ships and most of all Me
I see me can see it in your eyes the anguish behind thoese droopy eyes
I can see the distance of me
I can see me really I don't let nth get to me
I'm tired for me
I'm tired of seeing me not getting my worth
I am tired of me dimming my own light
Me its time for me to shine
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Author:
GoddessEYES (
Offline) - Published: June 10th, 2026 00:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Self love 😘💕
- Category: Letter
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Comments2
Powerful. Thank you.
Sometimes the phase of not caring even about oneself lasts so long that it feels like the whole life has been like that. It feels worse when you try to heal from something, but things suddenly go wrong, and now you feel worse. Well written.
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