I am a careless tourist,
Listening to sad songs whilst they laugh
I want to join them, to smile as they do,
I just don't know how
My mind has this fun game of making me trust and love,
And then make up lies that I am not good enough
I hurt them by hurting myself,
And every inch of my body is scared from times when I have lost
I will never truly know them,
Because they will never truly know me.
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PoetryJust a lonely teenager in love, struggeling with emotions and wanting the end to come sooner rather than later :( i want to love but i just dont want to hurt them if i love one then i will hurt the other. So please forgive me, i can't hold back my...
