24.11.21
Nothing is ever ok,
When your mum comes into your room
At 1:40am,
To tell you everything's alright.
Nothing is ever alright,
When you realise this has happened before.
You spend a whole life twisting a web of lies,
And deep down you know when someone's lying.
No matter how much you lie to yourself.
Convincing yourself it isn't true.
It leaves you hauntedly crippled,
Because it's true.
Because it's always the same,
I know the patten.
I know it's all lies,
But I can't help but believe them.
Each time it leaves me so shattered,
Like my hert actually feels like glass,
Dropped, smashed, broken.
I can't tell a good person from a bad one anymore
And sometimes that scares me,
Especially when I act impulsively.
Because in the end,
I always end up with someone whi I think loves me,
Who gives me attention.
Who breaks me.
Over something good and healthy.
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