Me
Why does no one ever understand, That I am like this, an introvert? That I'm just me, love being so bland That I'm quiet, kill joy, and no fun I used to be afraid of being in pain. I distanced myself from everyone to heal, Heal this broken soul that can't really complain, Broken by words, was not given the chance to feel.
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