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Breakdown

  • Writer: Kenzi Brooke
    Kenzi Brooke
  • Nov 3, 2020
  • 1 min read

day by day, fake a smile, pretend i’m okay as i lose my life trial. stomach tied in knots, afraid of losing my mind, with pounding thoughts,

just leave me behind.


tell me i’m wrong.

give me the truth,

i don’t belong,

losing my youth.


never enough,

the worst is what i am,

in no way tough,

goddamn.


breakable,

with tears streaming down,

unmistakable,

this is a breakdown.

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