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Climbing higher

Is it the past or the present?

By JingerPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Climbing higher
Photo by Mitchell Luo on Unsplash

Getting hit over and over again.

Y’all claim y’all building us up.

I don’t feel it.

You’re trying to tear me down and see the vulnerable little girl I once was.

I shield and protect myself from her.

I wasn’t always like this.

I didn’t always not care.

Once you care too much you eventually learn to never care about anything again.

You have to keep your guard up in this world.

People might not believe in Angels but I surely do.

I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I went through with some of the things I tried to.

I’m not suppose to be in college right now.

I’m suppose to be off with my ex unsuccessful and stuff.

But I’m trying not to even remember him.

Trust me he still texts me asking when where going to get back together.

Talking about I miss him.

Never that.

He’s one of the people who molded me into this.

I only have love for a couple people.

If your not them, you mean nothing.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Jinger

A girl just telling her story.

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