Maybe I’m scared to love, because when I love, it is never returned.
Maybe I’m scared to trust, because I’ve never been put first.
Maybe I'm scared to live, because I've never had the freedom.
I’m always the one being left behind; the one who’s forced to feel it all during the night.
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Depressing stuff
Teen FictionHave you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn't dare let them escape, in case they blew you wide open? (I don't own half of the stuff in my book) Quote to go with this book: Just because someone looks happy doesn't mean they a...
