Last place
What do you want me to do?
Do you want me to stay here and wait for you to come?
I honestly cannot believe someone would expect that out of another.
Why on earth do you think I'll stay or even listen to what you're saying?
I just don't get it and maybe I never will.
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To think I ever thought that I would ever be enough - or even good enough at anything and for anyone.
To see your lips quirk upwards and that bend in your eyes when you smile - I can read what you're feeling.
You've fallen really hard, huh? Have you ever been shown this kind of attention before?
Are you like me?
Deprived of love as a child? Deprived of so much love and attention that a single glance from someone will make you fall harder than any avalanche.
You're like me, aren't you?
Destined to be the villain in everybody's story - even in your own.
I see it! I see it all in your eyes!
That enlarged pupil and the darkness in your eyes.
You need help! You need help like I do!
But no invitation, no slip of paper sent down from the office will come.
We're destined to get the last pick in everything.
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Well, at least that's what everyone thinks.
But no, there is always someone below and above you. It doesn't matter if it's in another country or on another planet - your neighbor even?
Just... stop thinking for yourself.
Cause' you know you are. Because you know that all your life and even after you read this you'll always be in last place.
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My Inner Demons | ✅
PoetryPoetry- "Although the two of us co-exist now, as one - tomorrow could be a war. A war between us, against you... But we are you? Does it feel nice being torn in two?" Here- -for us, the broken ones. For us, the broken, betrayed, and hopeless ones. ...