I was caught in your world,
ashamed, uninspired, empy with no thoughts, tearless, and forgotten.
What do I need to become for you to want me?
again, at least.
Someone everyone hates?
Someone that no one knows? or,
someone that is afraid to show their face?
Love is a confusing thing,
but no one ever said it was like a puzzle,
jagged pieces, that will never fit together.
Love is what I want,
now,
and,
forever.
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