The hurt gets me up... Up and up again.
The pain in my heart torn from just a friend.
You try so hard, to make everything right, when they just look through you, just like the pain that they caused you. No it's not fair, but it's what you feel is right, to wait along side this girl, you just have to put up a fight. Even if she's not there, you must wait every second. Knowing you couldn't bare to see a single tear run down her face. You must stick by her side when she isn't there for herself. To give her an infinite amount of chances, knowing she'll just use them all, it'll never end. You'll have to ask yourself, is she worth the fall? And, if she is, you'll fall and fall again, until the day, she realizes that you're not just a friend.
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Release
PoetryThis is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxi...
