Sadsunflower - Hello Poetry

So many unfinished shows, stories, tweets, texts, posts, thoughts. Thoughts that were original but felt unpopular so they just hide, in the drafts until they are forgotten. For fear of criticism, hate, lack of likes. This life, isn't the one I want to live in. This writing. Isn't for you. It's for me.

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Feb 17, 2016

Feb 17, 2016 at 9:42 PM UTC

Drafts

So many unfinished shows, stories, tweets, texts, posts, thoughts. Thoughts that were original but felt unpopular so they just hide, in the drafts until they are forgotten. For fear of criticism, hate, lack of likes. This life, isn't the one I want to live in. This writing. Isn't for you. It's for me.

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The feelings you had for him never left. Maybe you fooled everyone else, but I could tell by the way you looked at him. I didn’t call you out though, like you always did to me. I let you pretend. I let you pretend, that maybe he liked you back, or maybe you never liked him.

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Feb 17, 2016

Feb 17, 2016 at 6:27 PM UTC

pretending

The feelings you had for him never left. Maybe you fooled everyone else, but I could tell by the way you looked at him. I didn’t call you out though, like you always did to me. I let you pretend. I let you pretend, that maybe he liked you back, or maybe you never liked him.

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I wish I could write again. Like I used to when I was sad. I'd write and it was beautiful and creative Because the most sad things are the also the most creative. But things have changed. And I can no longer write. Because I no longer feel sad. I just feel nothing.

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Feb 17, 2016

Feb 17, 2016 at 4:53 PM UTC

Good to be sad

I wish I could write again. Like I used to when I was sad. I'd write and it was beautiful and creative Because the most sad things are the also the most creative. But things have changed. And I can no longer write. Because I no longer feel sad. I just feel nothing.

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