It's not you who deal with it,
it's me.
It's not you who are hurting,
it's me, who's hurting.
No scar, doesn't mean i felt no pain.
There are days when i'm happy and there are days when i'm not.
I'm not asking for your money,
I'm asking for you to care because it seems like you doesn't even care about me at all.
Stop telling me it'll be okay,
because it's not going to be okay like you said it is.
I'm hurting.
I'm drowning.
i'm breaking.
why can't you see?
why can't you see how hurt i am?
why can't you save me when i needed you?
why did you run away from me?
why?
why did you?
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Feelings
PoetryJust some random poetries that i wrote on my free time. cover - cr to whoever made 'em 🖤