The Cards Life Dealt Me
This isn't something that I chose
I didn't randomly wake up one morning and say to myself hey I'm going to be a nervous wreck and anxious about. practical everything. I never wanted to constantly be depressed and have the. thoughts that I'm not worth anything.
Slowly my problems became obvious I felt different ashamed and embarrassed of who I was. My low self esteem and. anxieties haunted me day and night. I didn't choose nor would I want it the struggles still do haunt me to this day as I write this poem. I never wanted this to tear me down it just happend to be the cards I was dealt in life.
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