why am i the only one to care?
why am i the one who texts or calls first?
why am i the one who will make sure people are ok?
why am i the only one who takes the time out of my day to text even when im busy?
why am i the one who has to keep the friendship/relationships going
without me we would never talk?
why am i the one always trying?
why am i the one who has to blow up someone phone just to get them to say hi?
why am i the one who always has to ask to text or call or just talk?
why am i the one who waits for everyone?
why am i the one who always hurts?
why am i the one who is never happy?
why doesn't anyone care about me the way i care about them?
why am i the only one who loves people so much just for them to just love me when they are bored?
why do i try so hard to make everyone happy?
why am i the one going out of my way to stay close to people?
why doesn't anyone ever think of me?
why am i the one who has to hurt for everyone to be happy?
why me?
why is it always me?
just why?
why can't i find someone like me?
why?
(i just wrote this in 5 minutes after crying to lana del rey🤪 and no one will ever read it so it's fine😌)
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𝙿𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝
Random(𝚗.) 𝙰 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢; 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. (this title is a joke🤪) random poems and stuff by me this is my journal tbh..
