Open your eyes,
I just want people to see, to see what they need to see, to see me. I just want people to listen to me, not so they can reply, so they can let me get my thoughts out of my mind, so they can let things get easier. Instead they listen to back up their care with an irrelevant solution. They care only so they can receive it back when they crave it, they care only to represent their character as a caring one and build a good reputation for themselves. They don't care for you but for them, they don't care about your problems but about their future problems.
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Sky Full of Thoughts
PoetryA young teen struggles to understand the nature of life. He sits in his room and stares at a dark sky illuminated by his powerful thoughts. Welcome to a functioning erratic mind.
