There you stand,
not too far but not too close.
Don't you see?
Don't you see how much you have hurt me,
of course you don't.
Because you have never understood me,
and you never will.
But to me,
you were easy to understand,
maybe too easy.
Until I realised I was still missing one piece,
that one piece that had my walls crumbling down,
my heart and mind confused,
my head filled with hatred,
yet my heart filled with pity.
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 12:53 PM UTC
There you stand,
not too far but not too close.
Don't you see?
Don't you see how much you have hurt me,
of course you don't.
Because you have never understood me,
and you never will.
But to me,
you were easy to understand,
maybe too easy.
Until I realised I was still missing one piece,
that one piece that had my walls crumbling down,
my heart and mind confused,
my head filled with hatred,
yet my heart filled with pity.
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