At 3 AM, my mind is always active thinking of so many things that don't actually matter.
Sometimes, I ask myself why I become suddenly so lonely when alone, and happy with no limits when I'm with "people"
Most of the times, I wonder how is it possible for my day to stay so heavy without me letting it.
Everytime, I(wish)hope my eyes have X-Ray visions so that I can see if everyone is as fake as me.
Always, I wish I could talk things to them, but I don't know how to start a conversation.
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The Darkness That Conquers Me
PoetrySome people may not understand the content and some may relate. I want people to know that this is common and might eat you alive. They say when you know you're being a victim, seek help. But it's not everytime that people will help people.
