reject

I hate the way I look 
wish I could burn my skin 
I hate the way they stare 
right at my open wound 

with luck that life gave me 
I should be able to 
be happy and be free
but I’m stuck in this room 

I cant look at myself 
Anymore 
anymore 

I can’t bare myself 
anymore 
anymore

body dysmorphia

nothing left to keep

cut me deep

coming down

hollow

navy blue converse

someday it'll pass

worse

Wishing You Were Here

Until evening

thank you for listening

'blanket of stars' the debut album 10/25/24
https://lnk.dmsmusic.co/friendlytocrows_blanketofstars

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