I lay awake at two in the morning.
When everyone seizes to put on facades and everything else is as quite as stillwaters.
The image of your manipulative, unnecessary handsome face flashes in my mind.
Oh God, how I hate that I love you so.
The thoughts of how I am weekend
just by your smile makes me want to throw up.
I am so desperate for your attention that I let you use me.
How low can I really go just to have you?
#Loser...
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UNSAID THOUGHTS
Poetrypoems about thoughts and feelings that no one dares not speak about. most of them are embarrassing thoughts and might even be considered not right. Emotions about the world and live
