Everytime...
Every ******* time...
Everytime I look at myself, I don't see a young boy, I see a bag of sadness and misery, tied together by depression and ugliness.

All around me, I see people who look at themselves without making disgusted faces, or people who have others to tell nice things about them to make them smile...

Not me...
I'm all alone, I have to carry this baggage by myself...all by myself.

Summer should be the season in which people are happy, but for me, it's winter all year every year

you are the poem etched in her heart but was never written
you are the song stuck in her head but was never sang
you are her favorite book but was never read

you are the i love you that was never spoken
you are her greatest secret
you will forever be left unsaid
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it's stupid that you don't want to reach out on things you want to hold
it's frustrating that the noblest feelings are always held back
it's disappointing that the greatest stories are willingly left untold