i called you my
friend
but you didn't pick up
the phone
i loved you
but my heart has been swallowed
by the black hole between us
i don't why
i still try
my throat still burns
with the tears that go unshed
when i think of you
and how the attention
i crave
by you
is so blatantly ignored
and yet, i can't force
myself to hate you
because the pain
has turned on me
and i blame myself
for every fault
even though i shouldn't
but I don't even know
how I feel about you
when all i want
is attention
do I love you
or am i caught in another sick game?
i called you friend
but you don't answer
my questions
so the answer hangs near me
i can't hate you, when i never loved you
in the first place
friend
Pretty much my life tbh
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What's Wrong
Poetrysome of these might not make sense but trust me neither does my mind