Expression
It's not that I hated myself
Or even that I hated living
It was just...
I really hated being
I hated being sad
I hated being angry
I hated...
Well, I hated a lot of things
It started as an outlet
A place to put my thoughts
Until finally...
It grew into something else
Soon, I was writing
Not just out of angst,
But rather…
I was writing for expression
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