No one talked
Or came to me
When I was staring at a wall
Wanting to talk to someone
But they do
When I don't want to talk to anyone
Why?
Cuz I've locked my door.
I shouldn't lock my door,
I should keep it open
So everyone can come and peek at my mess
But none come to stop by and talk.
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The Power Of Ink
Poetrypoems, words, quotes, thoughts... TW⚠️ Some words might trigger trauma