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the boy that cried over you
Arkham Asylum    // my poetry comes in short random bouts of insanity and missing you's // talk to me if you wanna but I'm rather sporadic in ...
criediple
obsessed with makeup, poetry, coffee and fries struggling with my head in the clouds focusing on becoming the best version of myself i enjoy being ...

Poems

kaitlyn Oct 2015
A year ago I sat in bed and cried.
I cried because I never fit in.
I cried because school was hard and I didn’t understand.
I cried because I loved but was not loved back.
I cried because I fell in with the wrong crowd.
I cried because I was sick of crying.
I cried because at several points..

Death seemed easier.

This year I sat in bed and cried.
I cried because I felt like I fit in.
I cried because I started getting A’s.
I cried because I loved and was loved back.
I cried because I’m finally with the right crowd.
I cried because I was happy.
I cried because I finally realized..

People weren’t being cliché when they said it gets better because it really does.