I give up.
I give up trying to present myself,
make myself appeasing to the eye.
I give up living up to other peoples absurd standards.
Being someone who im not, just to appease the opposite sex, and those who are aorund me.
I don't love myself, I hate myself.
Not be able to control the situation,
breaks me, my mind hurts from trying to understand.
But there is a sollution.
I failed twice, third time lucky?
I hope so.
I really do, becasue honestly I just give up.
This poem is about:
My community
Our world
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