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Sep 2020
Alone, maybe it's not such a bad thing anymore
Can't fall asleep or remember what it was like before
Quietly lie, say I feel fine, as they check in for the hundredth time
I don't belong, I don't belong here

Stop saying that time is the best medicine
It's been months and I'm still not healing
You can't stop someone after they've already jumped in
Nothing, nobody knows how I'm feeling

And everyone thinks they understand
Say "I go through that all the time"
No you don't, otherwise you wouldn't be smiling

Blanket beneath my chin, stare at the TV
Even when it's off, and the wind blows free
And it feels like it's taunting me because I can't leave
I'm not bad, I'm not good, so what am I?

Please don't stick around. I don't want a glass of water.
Don't leave the curtains open, I don't want the light of day
Drown my feelings, I'm not the perfect daughter
You wanted, I tried but I died along the way

And the pain turns to hurt
And the bad turns to worse
Like I thought it would go.

You could never feel
All this pain, yes it's real
And it's like wildfire through my mind

And I'm falling through air
Feels like I'm not there
Maybe I'm dead

Alone

Is that such a bad thing anymore?
Written by
Rose  13/F/Hong Kong
(13/F/Hong Kong)   
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