Not At Fault - Poem by Brittany Marsh
Sitting here for far too long.
4 days, I know,
dont be alarmed.
Shamefully applying scars.
'Why me? ' I cry up to the stars.
You need help,
it's not me.
I want you to scream in agony.
Still I can't help but plant my feet,
live up to expectations I'll never meet.
change my name.
Forgive no one,
play your game.
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