At the sight of pain, I'm useless
I really am sorry for the inconvenience but
how can I help you if I'm broken myself
My heart cries at the sight of him
knowing he doesn't notice me and wishing he'd
acknowledge me at some point in time
crying I deserve better will not help
with everything life throws at me
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Author:
lre (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2016 21:04
- Category: Reflection
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