It...
follows me anywhere
in crowds
in solitude
inside me
Sometimes it fades
Sometimes it burns
Mostly it races
spinning through the streams that only I can see
It doesn't care if I was happy
It doesn't care if Mom made me a buttermilk pancake
It doesn't care if Dad gave a bouquet of blue roses
"G, look! She got roses, from that secret admirer. How sweet..."
"You know? He already got 3 As and a B this week."
"I'll go watch the new horror with the girls. See you at Monday, G!"
"So sorry, I've already formed the team with them."
It affected by those words
It cares too much
Doesn't it know that I'm hurt?
I look straight into myself in the mirror
I am blurry,
just look but not see
I let a drop fell from my eye
as the mirror me crying in denial
don't want to face the day
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Apophenia
FantasyApophenia (/æpoʊˈfiːniə/) is the tendency to attribute meaning to perceived connections or patterns between seemingly unrelated things Kumpulan super short story yang dibuat selama 31 hari di bulan Oktober. Hubungkan sendiri setiap chapternya. Highe...
