Me? Oh, I'm just a girl.
A girl you fail to notice.
A girl you couldn't care less about.
Because I'm not a part of your life.
I'm apart from your life.
It's pathetic. How I try to be poetic and claim that I know the answers to the questions that arise when we both know that I do nothing more than remain cooped up in my room. Alone.
Without you, without me.
You're nonexistent to them, but everything to me.
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JustSlightlyInsane
Jun 01, 2014 02:33PM
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