Whispers
I used to think in a positive way, I used to carry on with my day.
I used it as an excuse not to kill me with any chance it takes.
I walked out of my bubble; to get hit right in the face.
I built my own reality; in order to escape this pain.
I've been called different names, but none has made me feel this way.
I liked to smile whenever I hear your name. I liked to call you even when it's too late.
I made multiple times look like I needed help, but I only needed a glass to break.
I have no idea if I was alive in this world, I have no idea why I'm still here on this road.
—S E William
2020-05-31 05:35:15
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