"I don't care about people as much as I want them to care about me"
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I hate being alive.I have friends.
They call me their friend, but I don't feel it. I don't feel the comfort that friendship supposedly brings. Aren't friends suppose to be like family, but what is family suppose to be like?I feel alone, and whenever I try to express it I just get shut out. They ignore me, or change the subject.
What's the point of living if no one cares you're alive. I hate it.
I'm tired of being the girl that just needs a hug.
5/20/19
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All the Things I Didn't Say
Poetrysad and shi- I wrote when I was sad - Started 5/6/19