Sometimes I look at a mirror and think I look beautiful.
Sometimes I go back and see a whole different person and want to stop the day.
Am I overreacting or just right?
Am I depressed or just wrong?
When you say you're depressed people will say you're wrong.
When you say you're overreacting people will say you're right.
But what will you say?
Why is it so hard to figure out what's wrong?
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what used to hurt me

still does

what used to scare me

still does

what used to make me curl up on the floor

shaking to my very core

still does

I am constantly afraid that one day

I will come face to face with my mistakes

a tableau of painful regrets and aches

the times I said I couldn’t when I could

the times I said I wouldn’t when I would

the past stil...

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A winter bite that

mocks the spring, pincers its cocoon.

A life supported?

Cease one's internal decay,

Even ice melts. Love's fluidity.

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