I don’t know
I don’t miss you
But goodness
I wanna cry
I wanna scream
It’s not about you
It’s not about me
It’s not about
anything anymore
It’s about how everything
Is so much
so much
too much
I think too much
I can’t cry
The tears won’t come out
I’ve dried up
I don’t miss you
I want to cry
I just don’t know why
I am a teenage writer-in-training from Boston. I enjoy pouring my heart out on a page or crying my eyes out due to a film. I am an all around fun and outgoing gal and I sure do you hope you enjoy my writing! Don't be afraid to comment and talk to me!
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