Failing
I'm just a piece of paper crumpled and torn beside a trash can.
I'm emo. Insecure even. I don't wear black but I do feel pain.
Grades are just numbers I know.
And yet I feel stupid.
I'm just a piece of paper crumpled and torn beside a trash can.
I know I shoudn't compare
For there are people better and worse than I am.
And yet I spiral down with this feeling of Sadness.
I'm just a piece of paper crumpled and torn beside a trash can.
I hate myself.
Hate myself for not letting go.
Of something so petty as numbers.
-tina
I'm just a piece of paper crumpled and torn beside a trash can.
I'm emo. Insecure even. I don't wear black but I do feel pain.
Grades are just numbers I know.
And yet I feel stupid.
I'm just a piece of paper crumpled and torn beside a trash can.
I know I shoudn't compare
For there are people better and worse than I am.
And yet I spiral down with this feeling of Sadness.
I'm just a piece of paper crumpled and torn beside a trash can.
I hate myself.
Hate myself for not letting go.
Of something so petty as numbers.
-tina

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