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Mayela May 2016
I can't tell you how it feels,
because you haven't felt it.
You don't understand,
but that's okay.
I'm not playing the victim,
I'm just telling you how it is.
I know you don't believe me,
but it's only because you see me a different way.
It hurts to think about it but I just push it aside because it's not like that anymore, but yet it's still not anything.
Understand I'm not depressed. I'm just hurt and I need to tell someone who cares.

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