#monmy issues i guess
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There is a weight on me, I think it's the same one my mother carries
She hates the way we live, a house that's always dirty and cluttered no matter how hard she tries.
She's tired every morning, sometimes she can't get up, and when she does she's only rewarded by our tired grumbles over oatmeal,
I understand
There is nothing heavier than the weight of what could be done, what life we could have lived
-if you could see yourself now how would you have felt? (Mirofmagma)
#poetry#original poem#poem#sad poem#monmy issues i guess#deppresion#spilled thoughts#writing my feelings
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