Sometimes, I feel like my mouth is plastered to be in a forced smile forever. I have these deep smile lines, and they annoy me. That tells me I smile a lot, and that makes complete sense. I laugh at everything and smile, too. Everyone has their own flaws and insecurities. That's probably my biggest one. Sorry, I don't feel like writing much. I gotta take a mental break, distance from certain people, and just try to stay happy these last 2 weeks of 8th grade.
YOU ARE READING
Focus Henry
PoetryIdk what the hell this is. I'm just gonna write what comes to mind. This is probably going to be a entry that has a lot of parts, I don't know how many exactly, I just know that it will go on for a while.
