(SPOILER ALERT: Melodrama) I am so nervous. baring my soul to a class full of strangers.... ughhh I feel like puking. It's a decent poem though.
maybe I can just live as if I'm being reborn every moment. no past, no regrets, just endless future.
I don't think the quality of this is very good. just look it up on spotify.
i'm a mess, happy or otherwise, depending on the day.
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