Funny how insecurities can make a person mad
Without trust is nothing it doesn't mean a thing
No one is better
It doesn't even matter
No I didn't but it's getting no where
It's getting to the point where is dead
No one can be trusted
Time to give up
Time to let go
But it's strange because I can't
It's strange because there's something that won't let me
I just can't
I tried but it's too late
Looking back
No one feels the same
Moving on in time
It's time to forget
Forget everything block it out my mind
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Gain Pain
PoetryYour mind tells stories of all things. Your mind believes whatever you want it to believe. Some right or wrong, some absolutely right, some thoughts suicidal, depressed, and dark. This is a tell all of the mind or at least what's going on in mines.
