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Marco Benitez
Poems
Feb 2018
My Bipolar Heart
The sweet breeze of air,
So fresh.
So pure.
So beautiful.
I hate it,
Too cold
Too strong
Too perfect.
I prefer to be in a room,
inside my house,
at peace.
Calm and silent.
Surrounded by loneliness,
because it is the only thing that loves me.
I hate being alone.
It worries and depresses me.
I hate myself.
I am not like anyone,
I don't belong anywhere.
And society is too messed up.
Am I glad that I am unique?
I hate to be confused.
It means I have to think the problem out.
But would I really want to know all the answers?
What's the fun of knowing everything?
What's the fun of being dumb?
Fascinating
And stupid
I hate being short
It makes me feel special
I'm sometimes so scared of death,
I want to die
Maybe this is why I have never been in a relationship
Do I want to be in one?
I don't want people's attention
I just want them to listen to me
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#personality
#mess
#unique
#different
#lonely
#heart
#understand
#me
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