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Poetry at midnight, because of the butterflies

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Hey guys! Joesph again! This is my *counts on fingers* Forth Poetry book! My other two are -An Emotional fairy's poetree -Poetry caused my computer the drip with tears -Poetry written on the gravestone of the butterflies I had for you Whenever I ta...

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Twenty Two

18 2 1

by rat-totheflame

by rat-totheflame

I'm fine

But if you really looked in my eyes

You'd see i'm not fine.

You'd see I've lost my soul.

That I'm in more pain than you'll ever know.

I'm fine.

I have to be fine.

If I'm not fine I'm selfish.

Everyone else has it worse than me.

Everyone else gets hurt by me.

I'm up at two.

Two Am.

And that's something I'd do.

Even if I was fine.

Right?

No no.

I'm fine.

I'm not scared.

I'm brave.

I'm loved.

Even if my love is late.

I'm not scared.

I'm fine.

I'm doing great.

Great means

Gay with lots of

Regrets about

Everything

And

Tears are falling out of my eyes.

g - r - e - a - t

Tears.

Tears are an understatement.

But I'm fine.

Perfectly fine.

Mr perfectly fine.

As sung by the woman who keeps me alive

It's okay.

Stop shaking.

Your not gonna die.

Your not losing them again.

Your not losing everything again.

Your not losing the people who keep you alive who you think about all day long who your parents are annoyed with you because your constantly texting them and who make you actually show up to school because you want them to accept you and who you actually shut up and stop singing your dumb songs for so that they'll like you a little bit more and so they wont be annoyed.

I'm fine.

I'M FINE

I'M FUCKING FINE

THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH ME

THERES NO REASON FOR ME TO CRY

CAUSE IM FINE

PERFECTLY FINE

EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL

IM FINE.

if i tell myself

that i'm fine.

and that im okay.

then maybe one day i will be.

when I was little.

Before he left.

My father always said

"There's no reason to cry"

Whenever I cried.

And he still says that to me.

And that's just what I scream to myself.

Over and.

Over and

Over again.

But he'll never know.

That I'm crying because

I had to watch him leave.

I'm crying because

I'm alone.

I'm alone.

I'm lonely as fuck.

And it hurts.

"trios don't work"

dumbass me should've listened.

But I said it's not a trio.

It's five people.

two four.

three five.

Odd and even.

Even and odd.

God I hate odd numbers.

They ruin my life.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.