Trust Issues

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I keep myself to myself
Sometimes I feel like I wish someone was there
But then I realise
I've always been on my own
I've never told anyone anything
I am my own person,
Always here for me,
Whenever I need me

You may find it unfair
But I don't care
You were never there.
Anytime you were
I had to bear
A broken smile.

Now time has passed
You still have not asked
How the scars healed.
Again everything is concealed
You are no more than a broken part of my broken
...
Past.

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