You make me smile.
Just when you say hello.
When you say 'okay'
'thank you'
'good night'
'stay safe'
it makes me smile.
They say not to let one person become your everything.
But I didn't let you.
I tried my hardest to resist.
But no matter what I did,
you were my everything.
I'm not saying any of this is your fault.
But sometimes when you don't respond.
Depression hits me like a truck.
Maybe it's not depression.
Loneliness perhaps?
This isn't your fault.
But maybe
once in a while
say something
nice.
unexpected.
something funny.
charming.
kind.
all of those
will plaster a bright smile
on my otherwise solemn face.
but another thing
that just might work
if you'd tell me
just how many times
I managed
to make you crack a grin.
You smile,
I smile.
You see?
It's simple really.
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A Look Inside a Crazy Mind
PoetryI am crazy. Insane. Fucked up. My friends are crazy. Insane. Fucked up. This is a look inside my crazy, insane, fucked up mind. My 2 am thoughts, my fears, the truth. This is all I know about myself, which isn't much. This is me.
