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What does it mean to be an adult? What does it cost me to be an adult? What is fun as an adult? Does being adult means maturity?
By JUST NICOLE2 years ago in Poets
What is love? love is beautiful, love is sad, love is mad, love is calm, Love is caring, Love is sharing,
No words can describe how beautiful you are. You became my armor from the moment I that I was born. Your guidance are my sword to survive the day.
I always imagine myself to be alone on a beautiful beach, to breath the fresh salty air, to feel the kiss of the scorching sun burning on my skin,
Tiny Love I don't know why men doesn't find me attractive. Men finds me pretty but not pretty enough to be pursued. To be fair there are men who tried to pursue me but they are just out of my standards.
Strong They said your own trauma makes you stronger. No, it did not. It made me weak, fragile, and lost. My trauma is the darkest corner inside my head.
Walls Over the years I surrounded myself with tall and thick walls that no man can ever break my walls. I am indeed alone but at least,
Anxiety I have anxiety, the shortness of breath, the trembling of my fingers, the feeling of numbness, the racing of my heart,
Hatred The hatred I feel for myself is rooted in the deepest part of my heart. I drowned myself with hatred that no love can make me un-hate myself.
BULLY I don't know how I became a victim, I don't know why they choose me, I don't know why I feel defenseless,
Unlikeable Growing up I never see myself as a likable person, I was never pretty, never sexy, never cute,
