I don't care about you the same anymore.
All those times you left me broken,
It conditioned me to not give a fuck,
To not feel the need to text you or show you any attention.
I lied.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Of A Broken Girl
PoetryWARNING this is my safe-space. Please understand I've written these over years. Im not a freshman in high-school anymore so I like to think it gets less cringe. But welcome to my mind.
