Another night
Or should I call it night;
It was 4am for me.
I told you about my life,
and my mental stuggles and insecurities;
took off my mask and showed you
who I am truly,
and how truly
broken
I am.
but all you said was,
you don't care.
Just because we are together,
it doesn't mean you have to solve it for me,
and it was my fault
All my fault
that i am this depressed,
broken, and shattered.
You think I am
Faking it
for your attention.
and the most hideous thing is,
I said sorry to you.
I said sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
Over and over again.
I actually thought that it was my fault.
#ThatNight
#NeverSpologiseForYourEmotions
#ThingsThatILearnt
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Teletubbies And Cigerattes
Poetry"Teletubbies are meant to be smiling, but what you didn't see is, they are smoking cigerattes once the show is over." 3am. Looking at the darkest sky, staring blank, having the brightest colors in mind. #LetMeWhisperAStory #YouWouldFeelMe
