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suu1309
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what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?

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i stand with my un-s.
Self-Esteem / by suu1309
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 8 hours ago
...See more why chase the mirage of a forever fabricated falsehood? where conformity offers the veiled treasure of solitude  why hide behind the charade of a carefully crafted wall? where the fear of the unknown outweighs the beauty of it all, why should i conform to standards that were never my design? unpolished, yes i am, and that is perfectly fine. why run in a pursuit for the world wants you to, just to win a trophy that everyone else has too?  why search for a corner in those worldly occupied rooms?  isn't it okay to be a wildflower in a field of manicured blooms? why should i mold myself in the frame they've intricately designed? unworldly, yes i am, and that is perfectly fine. why always chase the spotlights and fleeting acclaim? a glittery gilded cage for a moth drawn to the flame. why build sand castles on ever-shifting grounds? while the bedrock whispers ,"sing to me your unheard sounds". why should i seek a hall pass to sway when the music chimes? ungainly, yes i am, and that is perfectly fine. why try to build happiness on those fickle trends? those shimmering illusions that always got in them hollow ends why yearn for accolades, however grand they may seem? and base your life on the ephemeral nature of public esteem why should i exchange the rugged landscape for a picture-perfect shrine? uncool, yes i am, and that is perfectly fine. why choose nonchalance and a mask of "cool" disdain? and go on to shackle oneself in expectations' constraining chain why drown the spirit in the clamor of the crowd? the crowd which is a reflection of your laboriously fashioned shroud. why should i pretend to be enlightened, when i'm still trying to define? unbound, yes i am, and that is perfectly fine.
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breathe in my grave.
Grief & Loss / by suu1309
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 Monday
...See more but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where my shattered hope is left but to grieve,  all in front of the eyes, yet truth became absurdity the innocence they once called my prize became a casualty. but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where i kill versions of me to fit in their definition of healed, call myself a botherer, a presence they never so want  and see my soul grow cold, but its not the winter's fault. but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where i evermore feel ugly worth a hideous decree, once a merry phoenix now scarred and wise  the quilt over my head witnesses those muffled cries. but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where with a joyous seize i call myself alright, but only if they'd pick a lie detector for once they'd be surprised to see how it spikes up like a kite. but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where choosing me ever was to them a fatal disease, but oh, that forever fable, a story they tell with glee a mirage called happy ending of what it all seems to be. but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where to no being am i ever enough, forever incomplete, yet the wars i fight, to end the yearn of never being their pride  wrap me up in a coffin, oh, what a triumphant defeat. but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where love lost its throne to reason reigning supreme, the kid who built the castle of joy and dreams "but the tides would wash it away" oh logic, your vicious schemes. but how in this world am i supposed to breathe  where my lips call the truth a lie, where my eyes see the sun in deceit my evil bruised heart never finds a place to call home yet i wander impatiently, for someone to call me their own. so i'd continue to breathe in my grave, the grave they fondly call as life  but leave the threads of what could have been, a feeble voice with no more strength to strife. here's this poem i wrote a while ago. when heart sank in unrecognised agony.
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