I have been dying for a long time. But if you didn't hear me when I was crying in my room, why would your hear me when I was silently screaming of pain while I talked to you? You just wanted to see me at my best. Now see me as I destroy myself trying to be perfect.
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Potential
PoetryThere is nothing stopping us from being the best, but there is a lot stopping us from being ourselves.
