Cry
Don't let them hear your sobs.
Cry
Don't make it too long, your eyes gonna get puffs.
Cry
Don't wipe it too much, it'll redden like that of fish eyes.
Cry
Make sure it'll be worth your tears falling.
C ry
Be sure that person worth your grieving.
Cry
Make it your last, save your self now, show them you've got stronger.
Cry
Never prove to somebody, to that someone that you're worthy. 'Cause in the first place you shouldn't be proving, it must be feeling. Everyone has their own default worth. You just gotta need someone who'll make you feel you're the worthiest good they ever had in their whole hella shitty life.
Cry
Never attempt it if it'll never be worth it.
Cry
To save yourself, to free yourself from toxic, shitty people who came just to destroy you and never been there to fix and turn you in to your best version you haven't even realize you can become.
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Diary of an Introvert
PoetrySecond book of the The Dorks Are Shining. A poetry and some random thoughts filed to create a meaningful reflection of what society really is and how does life work.
