I keep everything to myself.
Isn't that a shame?
To know I'll never share with you
The thoughts that keep me sane
What about the thoughts that break
My mind and soul to shreds?
But what's it matter to someone like you
When my mouth is sewn with threads?
There's nothing that you actually know
About the insane mistake that I am
Though you seem to jump to conclusions quick enough
Like you actually give a damn
Go on and leave me
I'm not surprised
That you run from me
When you see my eyes
I'm not surprised when you glare at me
Your eyes burning with hate
For no one could hate me more than I
I think that it's just fate
You mean nothing to me
Didn't you know?
You're pathetic and plain
And not worth a show
So go and leave
We'll see what happens
To both you and I
Now isn't that a twist?
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My Original Works
RawakThe random short stories that I've come up with in my spare time; most are the product of single word prompts, others are just ideas that I had to jot down. Regardless, I hope you enjoy them!
