January 6th, 2017 (10:18am)

Rejection. It hurts like a bitch. But sometimes rejection provides a greater picture to one's head. Rejection just makes me feel like I'm not worth love. Or happiness. Or even affection. And it's not the person who rejected me that hurts... okay I'm lying, the specific person it was does provide an extra punch to the gut. I didn't think I'd react like that; bawling my eyes out in the middle of the girl's bathroom.

This poem is about: 
Me

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