Hiding Below

You commented on the bags under my eyes
I said “thank you, they’re designer”
And I meant it
Because I designed them myself
With sleepless nights
And a starving soul
(my body might be starving a little too)
And I did it because I just wanted
The outside to match the inside
And now, maybe someone will finally wonder
If I am okay
Or if I ever was okay
At all

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Olivia Stirton

Hello, my name is Olivia. I’m 20 years old and currently working at a bookstore. Being surrounded by books quickly developed a new hobby for me of first reading, and then writing. I enjoy so many different genres of books, but I always love reading and writing poetry more than anything else. I’ve always struggled with various mental health issues, and I find that writing and turning my thoughts into poetry helps me tremendously. I hope that in the future, I can publish a poetry book of my own for the world to see. In the meantime, I hope everyone enjoys these bits and pieces of my writing. It always has, and always will, come from the heart.

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Hello, my name is Olivia. I’m 20 years old and currently working at a bookstore. Being surrounded by books quickly developed a new hobby for me of first reading, and then writing. I enjoy so many different genres of books, but I always love reading and writing poetry more than anything else. I’ve always struggled with various mental health issues, and I find that writing and turning my thoughts into poetry helps me tremendously. I hope that in the future, I can publish a poetry book of my own for the world to see. In the meantime, I hope everyone enjoys these bits and pieces of my writing. It always has, and always will, come from the heart.

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