Keep Living

I went in feeling TERRIBLE this morning.

People were SUPER frustrating.

Others were HUGE jerks.

My body HATES me.

My mom yelled at me VERY ferociously.

NO one cares.

I keep LIVING.

I HAVE TO!

 
This poem is about: 
Me

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