no title.

She pulled in all directions,

she wasn’t used to the loneliness

a few hours won’t hurt you

but what about tomorrow?

you have plans for tomorrow?

she pretended

pretended to be strong and unbreakable

but inside, her heart broke

she wanted someone, but who was here

child, she was being a child

‘Yeah, anyway she is too immature’

The words hurt her ears, stung her ears, everything made her unhappy.

people made her unhappy.

she made herself unhappy.

she bought this onto herself.

there was no beginning and no end.

there was nothing.


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