12:14a.m.
I think I liked that no one asked because then I had a reason to wallow
I felt less shallow but more hollow
I think I liked that no one ever pointed out the sudden change
I liked the way people ignored the way my own body was failing me
If they didn't care, I wouldn't have to either
In the worst way possible, they gave me reason.
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YOU ARE READING
it's 5 a.m. now
Poetrya taste of everything that has made life a little more bitter and on rare occasions; a little sweeter | just an informal way to get thoughts out, i guess
