You liked that I was different.
My strangeness captivated you.
You liked that I didn't fit in.
My loneliness fascinated you.
You liked that I was settled.
My sadness validated you.
You made me feel normal, and my strangeness became nothing but formal.
You made me feel a part of it all, my loneliness went fast it had reached its curtain call.
You made me feel alive, always moving onto something better in life, with you my sadness was no longer a source of my strife.
You didn't like that I felt normal.
My formalness irritated you.
You didn't like that I felt a part of it all.
My friendliness agitated you.
You didn't like that I felt alive.
My happiness subjugated you.
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Crooked Thoughts
PoetryAll the thigs I could never explain trying to be explained. Just putting feelings into words I guess. I guess it's slightly triggering but what Isint these days.
