how come no one
notices it?
how can you be so
good at hiding it?
why is it only me,
who saw everything?
why nobody is concerned
over that dying body?
was it because it is dying?
then why do they keep crying
when everything is already over?
guess it is in human nature
to live like a goddamn witch.
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Unsettled Emotions
Poetryjust some thoughts that keep you awake at ungodly hours. -either its too relatable or it doesnt make any sense at all. thats it. no in between whatsoever. # tw // self-harm (alive) # M for language use
