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Somehow

A Poem

By Joy ErgangPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Sick and tired of people assuming they know what they think is best for me.

I am exploring this world with no guidance for the sake of adventure.

Making mistakes as I go along.

While mistakes are being made, I somehow get condemned for each and every one of them.

Being told to change my hair, and even to wear makeup so I would conform to standards that are not my own.

Only to keep my personal demons at the surface that I want to be banished.

Crying myself to sleep every night for fear of my early death.

Knowing that life is still worth living, and I manage to somehow carry on.

sad poetry
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Joy Ergang

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