Fuck shit, get money they said.
Get a degree they said.
The eyes of an outsider does not realize what it is causing
Pain, frustration, despair.
A hormonal teen full of fucked up emotions.
She sits alone in the dark,
This is her paradise.
Looking to what her life has become
Or what will become of it.
You'll be happier this way they said.
Fuck em.
Pounds stacked upon her,
Each getting heavier as time passes.
One
Two
Three
She erupts.
Into a thousand little liquefied pieces.
For once thinking about herself.
No one is around
To witness her in her true form
It's safer this way.
Fuck you
Fuck all of you she said
She spoke her thoughts
To the only thing that would listen
The empty space around her.
Dazed
Flustered
Confused -- D.K.
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