Why is it that no matter how much you convince yourself
That you dont need anyone
That you can depend on yourself
That it still hurts?
Hurts to be alone.
When you're not
You're not alone
Not supposed to be but you are
You want to think that you have it under control
But you dont
You cant
I cant
We cant
We all need someone though
We wish we didn't
You wish you didn't
I wish I didn't
But who cares
Your priorities are yours
Right?
So why does it matter if they care?
Or if they dont?
Why does it hurt so much if they dont?
Why dont my priorities count?
Why are my issues not important?
Why am I on the back bench?
Why do I suffer silently and say I'm fine
I'm not
I'm not fine
I'm not okay
I'm the great wall of China
I bet it wants to fall but it wont
It cant
So it stays up
Merely wishing
While it chips
Cracks
And breaks each day
Each day
Without ever falling.
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