Everyone in pairs,
Talking in hushed tones
Whispering about a secret,
Now I'm all alone
I thought I was important,
At least in someone's life
I thought that people cared about me,
I've been stabbed with a silver knife
I thought that we were family,
That I meant something to you
I thought that you would tell me,
Now I'm left without a clue
I thought that you'd at least talk to me,
Just utter a simple word
I thought that you would confront me,
Instead this is what has occurred
Friend or foe is a difficult choice,
I don't know what to say anymore
I thought that you cared for me through all that's happened,
But instead you left me like before.
~Via
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PoetryHave you ever felt overwhelmed by the number of sides to a story, the number of words to make up a description or even the number of thoughts needed to execute an idea? Have you ever had the fear of judgement, or been haunted by the thought of speak...
