Darcy Conway


Lonely

I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m lonely. I’m
I’m lonely and I hate my mother.
How mundane. Normal pains.
Droplets streaming over veins.
I always thought I looked ugly when I cried.
But isn’t that just why we feel these things. Low self-esteem.
And we don’t have the right to hate our mothers because they gave us the

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