"are you okay?"
i've answered you a hundred times,
in many different ways.
when i skipped eating.
when i can't look into anyone's eye.
when i'm replying with a short response.
when i stayed up late just to stare at nothing.
why can't you understand my language?
why can't you try to decipher it?
even just a little bit?
"yes."
// lie language.
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Solitude Hour
Poetryi have been locking up all of my thoughts and shutting down voices inside my head. i am terrified to see how messed up it is and to hear what a horrifying sound it would be. but sometimes, when i am alone, i let them be wild and free. and then i wil...
