I keep telling myself,
That I can't,
“i just got out of a bad relationship”
That was months ago
I get mad
And upset
Because I can’t have what they have
But when people joke
And say it should be us
I panic
I'm not ready
That was months ago
But yet
When you don't catch my eye
Or don't reply
It hurts
I'm not sure why
You’re not mine
We aren't even friends
So why do I keep telling
My heart that I need one thing
And my brain does another.
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ØVERTHINKING
PoetryØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
