You're starting to open up
But clearly you still don't get it
I want more yet I can't be selfish
I can't give up for some reason
But everyone else is telling me to forget it
My mind is clouded
It shouldn't be this insane
Why is it complicated
All I want is a boyfriend
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
