' 'fear' 'lost' 'alone' 'sad' 'hurt' 'good bye' depressed' 'mind' 'time' 'think' 'thoughts'
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it seems ironic,
to say i've forgotten, yet you're still the topic.
i used to be sad,
until i met him, yet you were the only conversation we had.
it seems tragic,
Thoughts are like fire. They grow over time if no one notices the fire. The fire is best seen at night time when you can see the fire damage.
I hate being alone
But I love it all at once
I can sit at home in an empty house
Read a book for hours
With no human interaction
No one would really expect the loud girl with the strange giggle and big smile could be hurting like this
september twenty-third
autumn starts
horrible but heartwarming decorations at your local stores
leaves turn from bright, full of life green
Call me crazy cause I threaten too much
But baby those are just my warnings
Like yellow police tape wrapped around my tongue
Its just a precaution
Call me crazy cause I think about them
Wake up you mess
it’s time to see the morning
You did your best
But you never saw the warning
You know they don’t love you
So why are you trying
You know they can’t love you
I think too much.
Is that too much to say?
I think too much.
I just grew up this way.
I think too much.
