chapter *8

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it's really hard to lie to yourself

and say that you're "ok"

so that you won't drag them down.

so you trick yourself into believing you're "fine"

but the truth is

it's easier to write poems

and lie

because it's even harder to see them hurt.

I tear myself open, just to feel.

When no ones talks to you, no one cares.

It's the only thing that seems real.

I would reach out, if I dared.

If I dared go down that path.

Where no one reaches back.

They simply stared.

They'll be your friends

For a day or two

But in the end

They don't care about you.

Just move on.

Get a life.

I've tried and failed.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 13, 2019 ⏰

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