Sitting alone
Music up
Silent
As always
I wish I could text you
But I remember
You hate me
And I hate you//
Looking in the mirror
Wishing I was pretty
As always
You were real pretty
And I always forget
You aren't mine anymore
And I'm not yours
Anymore//
I see locker hugs
And cute little kisses
I used to think
It was adorable when
We did it too
But now
It almost
Makes me vomit.//
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POETRY
PoetryMy way of getting the feelings out. Volume I •Published very out of order• •Feedback is always welcome• •© 2013-2015• (Was Some of My Soul but I got tired of the flowery hipster name so) ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Cutting, depression, suicide, emotional...
