today I strung along with my pink backpack and hat that didn't fit

I walked alone with the breeze and eyes that walked instead of feet

down to the place I always go, where I see people come in and out

of my view and nocturnal youth only knowing what they can see

I don't blame them for having more friends than me

for socializing and living

for that's who I am

and that's what I'm missing

but I stay tucked in my corner

in case the sky breaks

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standing strong for as long as you can,
and sitting down to retrieve a breath

my routine
till death

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The eyes of a woman hang low in the night and glance at no one but themselves, for some, relaxation doesn't exist and intensity persists. You can live tense but there wouldn't be much room left for you.
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If is such an iffy word
If you can stand alone
Stand with arms wide open
Don't tell me you're alone
Ever

As I look back and see blue skies rippling without end and the gold of a morning sunrise, I am fine,

But every time I'm fine I cross the line of worry and my arms go numb and my legs won't sit still

I know things are fine
But that's just a ploy to get to my inner joy, a place so delicate that breakable is not soft enough

I am fine

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but what if I don't feeling like falling in love?

I'm tired.