I think I like myself a little broken,
because they say we are what we pretend to be.
When people remind that I am better off alone,
I'll pretend to need them.
When I don't love enough,
I'll pretend to care too much.
When I feel empty,
I will pretend to feel alright.
I will be careful of what I pretend to be,
I'll choose the good ones,
so when it comes true,
this person inside me will finally get the kindness it deserves.
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Paper Cuts
PuisiNothing, but feelings of a girl who got lost while finding herself. Nothing, but a heart asking why tiny paper cuts hurt so much. /poetry (in english)
