i don't know when i became such a sensitive person. there was a time in my life when i didn't really care about anything at all, now i care about everything a little too much. my brother holds all of my secrets close to his chest, i don't know why i stopped trusting him with them.
i don't know why i'm always so sad,
i never meant to hide so much.-e.d
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the things i never talked about in therapy
Poetryall the things i was too scared to talk about...