No one knew what I felt for you,
Everything was pure, everything was true.
But I deserved what I got,
Never was I in your thoughts.
All the starving and all the scars,
You were my sky, you were my star.
I loved you with my soul and heart,
But you always kept me in the dark.
All those times I spent thinking,
All those times I spent daydreaming,
Only to lead me to a lonely life,
No friends by my side, but only a knife.
As I lie on the floor crying and curled,
Do I deserve to live in this world?
The world which teased me and judged me,
Why can't they let me be me?
As I pick up the knife and to death I bleed,
Will anyone remember me?
~Poet'sNote~
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