Left alone for hours at a time.
Never okay, but who really cares.
Learned to be happy while I'm sad.
Know how to ignore the crippling loneliness.
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Thoughts of a Quiet Girl
PoetryThinking hurts Especially when your thoughts Are trying to kill you
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Left alone for hours at a time.
Never okay, but who really cares.
Learned to be happy while I'm sad.
Know how to ignore the crippling loneliness.