Blue

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Paper and pen with a blank mind so whatever.

I wanna write something but I feel nothing so it doesn't matter.

My dress, bag, pen and notebook are blue,

And so does my heart, it's because of you.

Yesterday I was sad because I don't wanna talk to you,

But at the same time I've could've tell you all my clues.

They're your friends now, I'm already a nobody,

I was scared to let them know you, but fate's not my buddy.

I couldn't unlove you like the others.

You love that girl, and I got nothing, so I was hopeless.

She got beauty, kindness, and brains,

Just like me, but I'm crazy writing your name.

It's been more than a hundred days but I haven't learned my lesson,

I'm breaking my own heart because I'm no better for you.

I wish I didn't met you in the first place.

I just wish you wouldn't let me be your only space.




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