𝓘𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓮𝓼 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼

I wish I knew what was going through your mind

Maybe I wouldn’t feel like the problem

It’s not just about me, this goes both ways

But I have no choice and I assume when I get no replies

I tired, but I can’t get through you

I wanted to be there for you…

But you process your thoughts alone and that’s fine

But I couldn’t be the only one always trying

Poetic Glory

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