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Internal Thoughts

You make me feel so invisible

So small

So insignificant

You’re supposed to be the one that helps build me up

You’re supposed to be the one that doesn’t make me hate myself

But instead here we are

Constantly dancing between sadness and anger

Repeatedly battling in silence with one another

Ignoring each other until one of us finally breaks

This isn’t how it was supposed to be

This wasn’t how I pictured us

This is madness, chaos

This is utterly exhausting and physically draining

I can’t keep pretending I’m okay

I can’t keep pretending I’m happy

◄ Untitled, perhaps.

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