Feeling ignored,
Being put into the dark.
But who am I to be upset?
I shouldn’t be upset.
This is a selfish feeling,
Why can’t I get over it?
Calling for help,
Calling for attention.
She never seems to get it.
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My Poetry
PoetryMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
