they only love you when you hate yourself
happiness born out of your frown
maybe if they knew
what you're going through
maybe then they'd smile
when your world is more yellow than blue
but they don't work like that
"why care?" they ask
it's their own little game
that always ends with you and a flask
"why care?" they ask
it's stupid to hope they understand
it's stupid
to wish they'd hold your hand
but none of those things matter
you need to smile on
and hope their hearts don't shatter
when you realize you're better off
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
