i find it funny how the world works
because no one cares who you are
no one cares what you do
no one cares about anything
and no one really cares about youthat is until you slip up
and now all eyes are on you
you'll get anxious
break down and cry
because no one believed youthey all think you lied
because of who you are
and what you did
and everything that happenedand once it's all over
no one will really care about you
and the pain lingers and stings
and the anger it brings
is so maliciousit'll make you do things
that contradict your ambitions
and now you're no longer
the person you wanted to beyou forgot who you were
you forgot what you did
you forgot everything that happened
and now, who's left to care?

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aspect
Poetry"aspect" is a series of poems and journals i've written that collectively reflect my views and thoughts on the people and world around me. each entry has a personal connection to me and each volume follows a theme of its own. i hope that some of the...