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Nov 2013
You'll pay for everything I need
and for that I am grateful
but you don't even know me
you never go to my band performances
but band is my life.
you never care who my friends are
but they're my reason for being
everyone on the internet says im funny
I can draw
I can write
I'm an artist
I'm a poet
You've never seen my sketchbook
or read the poems I write when you make me cry
Do you care to ask about the boy I'm in love with?
thats right
you don't know about him
though you should
he gives me the love and attention you never did
you'll never ask me whats wrong when I'm down
because you don't care.
I ask you to stop texting when you drive
because I care about you
and you tell me to shut up
You spend every weekend at your lovers house
because I guess I'm not enough for you
I try to tell you these things
And I'm terrible at showing how I feel
So when I muster up the strength
to cry out
you laugh
because i'm just a stupid teenager
and I overreact
because my feelings dont count.
Wilted Seaweed
Written by
Wilted Seaweed  Utah
(Utah)   
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   Yates, Emily Tyler and Bilal Kaci
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