That fucking feeling of someone slowly lose interest in you. They don't ask how your day was, or what you're doing. They don't show much interest in conversation. It's like they're just slowly backing out of your life and there's nothing you can do but keep smiling politely and pretend that you don't notice. Because if you say something then we'll...
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Maybe I'm Insane
PoetryMaybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, becau...
