It's always been really hard to convince myself to tell people about how my feelings are
But this world's just so cruel
I've tried, more than once, to tell people about my problems
I told them about things bothering me the most
I told them how I felt so bad with myself and how I really wanted to disappear from this world
They listened, at first
But they didn't understand what I was trying to tell
I guess they still don't
They just took my words nonchalantly
They said it was going to be alright
They said everything was going to be okay
But it wasn't
And it still isn't
So I've learned
Maybe it's the best if I keep things for my own self
Because telling people your feeling is useless
And the worst part of it, sometimes I feel worse after revealing my not-so-happy self to them
They would've looked at me in pity
I hate it
God, I really hate it
Is it too much to ask for someone that will listen without judging me?
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[✔] Tacenda
PoetryJust things better left unsaid, and may or may not be a personal diary. Tacenda ⓒ Jeybenedict, 2018 Cover source: Pinterest