I used to think, how does it feel
to be loved
to be praised
to be cared
to be someone's inspiration
to be prioritized.
to be cherishedBut now that I know how it feels, I feel
The agony of being loved
The torment of being praised
The Suffocation of being cared
The burden of being an inspiration
The turmoil of prioritizing
The bitterness of being cherished.
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Feelings that are never ment to be shared
RandomThis is just a random poems just to let out that 2AM feeling out