Alone
I am truly alone in this world.
God save me.
I just need someone to sit with me.
Someone to cry with.
Someone to hold.
I just need someone.
Literally anyone.
God save me before it's too late.
Before I cut again.
Because in the end I truly am,
Invisible
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The Art Of Being: Invisible || p o e t r y
PoetryHave you ever wondered what happens in someone's mind? Whenever you passed them in the hallways or just looked at them and smiled? When you notice them sitting alone and walking looking down at the floor? We all seen at least one person always alone...
