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Organized Chaos. A storm calmed by the King. Daughter of the best Abba. ♥ I write because it's my way of expressing what I couldn't say out loud.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

SHE'S TIRED.

She said she was okay.
And you believed her?
Let me tell you what's wrong with her.
She's tired.
That's exactly what she is, tired.
She's tired of getting hurt.
She's tired of being let down.
She's tired of all the lies.
She's tired of holding it all in.
She's tired of feeling broken, damaged, worthless, never good enough, pain.
She tired of being judged for everything that she does.
She's tired of all her flaws and insecurities.
She's tired of trying.
She's tired of getting her hopes up.
She's tired of being treated like shit.
She's tired of being herself.
She's tired, want to know how I know all this?
Because she's me and I'm really tired.

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