"Please do not take it personal if I don't believe you when you tell me something
I'm still learning how to trust again
Because I've handed it out to so many people and they usually break it
So I'm trying to piece together my broken trust but I'm still deciding on who to hand it out to this time
Because I'm scared I'll end up shattered, pieces of me sprawled across the floor
Glistening from the sunlight that hits my broken glass pieces and it'll look beautiful but that's only because even torn apart I'm great at pretending I'm happy."
-r.b
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Midnight wonders
Poetry•Exulansis: the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it •Sciamachy: a battle against imaginary enemies, against your own shadow. •Eccedentesiast: a person who fakes a smile For some people...
