a patchwork quilt of maybes and almosts ✓

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wow back with the crappy titles.... i can't blv i'm too lazy to think of anything better to name this one, but yeah... do you ever just feel like going to sleep, but when you actually do, you aren't tired?? i wonder about everyone who reads my stuff a lot... like you could live a million miles away and i wouldn't know it... i'm scarlett, nice to meet u :) please read, vote, comment, share, follow if you want to read more of my poetry! ilysm and have a great day! special thanks to Bruhimkelly, yalieen_, sssunshine1, leolantsov, Stressedflower4, -Obscuresparrow- for reading my last few <3

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the people who

feel

too much

also

feel

too little

the people who

smile

are the ones who

cry

themselves to sleep

the lovers

are always arguing

the girl with a

face

made of makeup

has bruises

underneath

you wear a mask

and it hides the

ugly

broken

pieces

that you don't want

anyone else

to see

people pounding

at the walls

you have built

for your

protection

begging

on their knees

"let me in"

but you can't

because this

undeniable

hurt

is there

lurking

under the surface

just out of reach

just out of reach

of their prying hands

and searching eyes

if you let them in

you will

fall

apart

they will be your undoing

you took the key

a long time ago

and threw it away

into the sea

so that you

can't

be tempted

into believing their

lies

but sometimes

you feel yourself

longing

for that key

longing

to open the door

just a crack

and let somebody

in