"What's wrong?" My dad ask me..."idk" I lie.
"I just don't want them to ask me what's wrong"
"Can you just fake it? Fake being happy" he replies
"Yeah"
But the truth is I fake it almost everyday, and when I show something is wrong that means I just can't do it no more... And I do know what's wrong, I'm sick and tired of loving someone I can't be with... I hate it, I hate that I can't show or tell them how I feel. I need to just leave from here, move away from them idk. I just don't know.
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My Feelings
DiversosThis isn't a story, it's just a bunch of rhymes I wrote to express my feelings. A lot of it is repeated in a way but it's cuz I'm just writing what I feel at that moment.... Feel free to read them if you want :)
