I might present myself as cold and heartless
But, yet you don't know me
You don't know the heavy weights that my own thoughts created in me
I'm used to being left alone countless times
Forgotten almost
I haven't heard a gentle voice in so long
I refused myself to go out
'cause when I return I'll be in a courtroom with countless questions asking where I was and who
It almost feels like I went with a criminal and do criminal things
Funny thing is, I think to myself most of the time that it's non of their concern,
Right?
But then I remember they have to reproach me for the countless things I didn't do, and for all the things I've ever did.
So they won't feel guilty for punishing me with no valid reason.
So I keep the distance this time around.
Let's see how far we'll go.
'Cause I don't want to be heartless with myself because of them.
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FRAGILE
Poetry"Every word that was once thrown at me made the glass shattered at the end." Collection of poems
