Do you know why I do these things?
Do you know why I feel this way?
Do you know how I can get rid of it?
I don't
And everytime I have to admit that I don't it hurts and makes me feel like I don't know anything, as if I'm just a big joke to you all.
Almost as if you are watching me in pain but you never do anything.
You never reached out
You never cared
You never cared.
That's is what hurt the most.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryThis consist of venting,deep thoughts and just randomness, I don't know if this is what your looking for but these are just some deep thoughts that run through my mind all the time. I can't stop them and I feel the need to express them so here they...
