You can't deal with it.
No matter how hard you try you just can't deal with it.
You can't deal with the loneliness.
You surround yourself with people who tell you the same thing that she told you.
You try to hide the pain inside as if you can.
No matter how much you try there will always be another obstacle.
You put up this mask that you think will guide you to happiness but it wont.
You're surrounded by people who make you happy.
In the end they guilt you.
You feel even worse.
You feel like you made a mistake at every turn.
You and your big fucking mouth.
What happens then? When you stick to one and everyone else hates you?
Will you cry then?
What will you do?
You can't hide the facts anymore.
G is already onto you.
You gotta get rid of that.
You need to pick one already.
Which one makes you the happiest?
Which one will save you from suicide?
Which one will help you?
You're running out of time.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
