The WorstA Poem by Zippora
I wake up after 13 hours of sleep
and I still feel tired. But that's not the worst. I find myself regretting so many choices I've made. But that's not the worst. People around me don't see anything the way it is. But that's not the worst. I'm reminded that I always end up hurting the people I care about. But that's not the worst. I feel myself slipping away from who I really want to be. Bit that's not the worst. The worst is doing nothing about any of it.
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Added on December 10, 2013 Last Updated on December 10, 2013 AuthorZipporaAboutI'm a girl with too much on her mind and not enough time to get it all out. Hi. more..Writing
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