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Why are you trying

It's not as if

That if you dropped dead right now

People would cry for you

You know they wouldn't even notice

And if they did

What good would it be

For them to finally notice

That you were falling to pieces

Under their strain

What good would it be

For them to finally notice

That you are just as worthless

As they promised

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Written by
jessica-cushman
American
Published
May 15, 2013
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14·68
Notes

I did not write this, a dear friend of mine did, but I felt I should share.

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