• happykittie 6w

    Not a poem, just a thought

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    Sitting in the cold all by my self.
    Made me realise that I'm the loneliest person ever.
    It made me wonder... When will I ever be 0️ happy?
    When will someone see me for me?
    And not just see me as a pretty face and nice body.
    Someone to see me as what I see in my mirror
    A broken soul in need of repair.