why did i have to open up first
why didn't anyone notice before i said something
why didn't they notice
that i wasn't myself
that my mind changed
that my feelings towards life
took a turn
i suffered
and no one noticed
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Well, shit.
PoetrySome thoughts I write down when I feel like it. I don't think you can call it poetry. It's just multiple sentences next to each other in one context. I feel like shit most of the time and think about way to many thoughts at once, so these present...
