You really had me going this time
I thought this might be real
Three years in the making
I thought maybe this was right
I've busted ass for three long years
Getting stronger and fighting off fears
In the hopes that one day you would take notice
And I got my shot
But I'll never be good enough for you
For years it was my maturity
Now it's that I won't cry
Is that what you want from me?
You want me to breakdown?
You want to see me weep?
Fine, take a look at me now
Guide me like a sheep
I finally gave in,
But what happens then?
Nothing. I'm still, irrevocably, unignorably
Alone
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The Ugly Truth
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Whatever happened, I'm sorry...cheer up, though...Please? I don't wanna think there's bad stuff happening...I miss you all, I would hate to think that...Not that I don't like the poem-you write very raw stuff, really, but...it's depressing. I'm not there to make an idiot of myself to make anyone laugh anymore, so please feel better?
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