I don't think you understand
how far past rock bottom I am
or just how awful and empty I feel.
Because when you're down,
I want to be there for you,
and when you're happy
I don't want to ruin it...
But I need you,
and you're just not there.
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Thoughts of a Quiet Girl
PoetryThinking hurts Especially when your thoughts Are trying to kill you