Tell me to talk about my feeling but I don't want to become they won't believe me.... But when I do tell me they say that I am crazy and they judge me. I want to cry but If I do they make funny of me. Why don't they listen to me when I need help and comfort. I want to die but I a part of me wants to see if they care about me......
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The Way I See And Think
PoetryIt really sad so if can't handle it then sorry "A Fake Simile" People say that I am wired because I sad all the time. But I think putting a fake simile is better don't you think. So no one can see the pain and sadness that live in my heart. But whe...
