“I have thoughts in my head that can never be spoken.”
They’re destroying me
Everyone forgets about me, I feel so replaceable.
If I died today, nobody would notice…
Wish I was able to understand myself
“Every person has another half. But I need to wake up and accept that this other half, is already gone.”
— The Poetic Boy
Too many… maybe
It feels like I’m drowning. I can’t breathe and every time I try to reach the surface, there’s another wave ready to crash down on me and break me again.
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