do you ever get that sick feeling in your stomach when you talk or see someone,
not butterflies,
but you feel physically sick toward them?
you can't even stand them,
yet here you are talking to them, interacting with them.
I get that feeling for too many people,
and I don't know what to do.
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and you do you ever feel like a person you've known for ages has changed, and not in a good way.
in a sick way?
one minute you thought you knew them, then the next you can't even recognise them?
again,
I get that feeling for too many people.
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I sit and I think about both of those feelings.
I think about them for weeks on end.
why do I continue to give my 100 to people who only give 50?
answer?
I don't know.
they say they care, but do they?
do they really?
I'm sad most of the time and you don't even fucking notice.
you don't see how much I'm breaking,
everyday I'm decaying,
and I will more and more,
until there's nothing left of me.
or maybe that's already happened?
but you wouldn't know,
because you don't fucking care.
none of them do.
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"hey are you okay? you look kinda down?"
"yeh, I'm fine"
"okay"
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by now you should know I can't say the right words.
by now you should know what that sentence actually means,
and you should know that I'm not okay.
but you don't care,
and you never will.
I thought I could place my trust in you,
Turns out I can't,
cause you don't fucking care,
and you never will.
that is what hurts me the most.
