My friends they are around me but it feels as if something is missing I hear the words they say but the words make no sense they say this is normal for us but I feel so isolated I guess I'm just everyone else nothing special so please if someone wants me I'm clingy, needy, and depressed so if one of you has the ability to bring back the old me who was free open and always smiling cause right now I'm just here and trying to survive.
Yours truly,
The Broken Boy
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Hopeful Thinking of a Broken Boy
PoetryMy poems and other short writings from my journal. I'll try to write new ones and add more as I continue writing.
