Today is an especially bad day
Can't think, Cant feel.
But think too much and feel too much
Just want to Carve my heart out and present it to someone.
Look, this is what I feel, this is what I am.
Just to watch them put their feet all over the heart and crush it.
For them to stab it in front of me.
Often I wonder if it is me, who drove all those people away,
If it is me who is not worth keeping in their lives.
If it is me, so easily disposable after a few months of happiness, so easily boring and not thought of.So usable.

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Anomaly
PoetryThis is just to write the deepest of my thoughts when I have nowhere else to go