Things are harder now...They're so different from how they use to be. I feel lost but also like I'm finally finding my way. Any time I try to speak of how I'm feeling you shove the words right back down before they even come out. It's almost as if you expected me to be fine and except it all. As if I could be the same and respect a monster. If things were different..if the event never happened I might have some respect left for the beast that wrecked it all. The thing is though is that they DID happen.... We all felt the weight of the world drop on us. The difference is how we see it. You see it as only you were hurt, only you had the world dropped on you. You say " you're just a kid. You'll understand when you're older", but the thing is I already understand. Probably more than you do.
I just wish you would realize the weight of the world dropped on us too..
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Secrets to Knowlege
PoetryEmptying my thoughts into the void of other people...*some are poorly written, and by some I mean most, so please bear with me * (on a different note please don't skip the first one)
