@weirdotakugirl
Yesterday I had a pretty bad day… Mom got mad at me because of [personal reasons] and told Dad. My brother bullies me, and in my school, literally, if I died, no one would notice. I don’t know what to do…But, okay I have to do 3 poems because I couldn’t be the other days. Everyday I try to do a poem. Sometimes songs…
“Not free”
Maybe we’re sad, and you’re still mad.
You discovered my secret, one of the deepest.
You screamed and laugh, but I didn’t care at all.
You seemed crazy, but I feel very lazy.
Mom I can tell, you’re screaming like h[ll
You lower one degree, while I’m not free.
It doesn’t make much sense, it just felt like writing feelings…
