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Selfish.

I don't know the reasons
It's hard to tell why
But in the last few years,
I've learned that I can't cry

It's not that it's impossible,
I mean from time to time I do
But the heartbreaking thing,
Is that it won't be for you

I've realized that on the inside
I'm quite selfish, you see
Because the only times that I cry
Seem to be for me.

Outwardly, I'm not selfish
I care about others so much
It's a fact
But I can't help wondering,
Am I subconsciously putting on an act?

natalee

@natalee

I don't have much to tell you. I'm Nat, I'm 15, and I'm ridiculously boring

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Comments & Feedback (8)

Very relatable for me... ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’š brilliant poem.

@naaviie thank you so so much, means a lot to me ๐Ÿ’™

Brilliant poem. It reminds me of my hollowness.

I can relate as well. Wonderful piece๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ‘

@Odd hollowness..yes, I guess that's exactly the word I was looking to describe. Thanks so much :)

@ashhkat thank you!

@natalee Mhm. I get it from time to time/ year to year. It's sucky! But some what inspirational. It's like you're there, but emotionally not... I just alway thought of it as being a hollow shell I guess. ๐Ÿ˜Š

@Odd yeah that's exactly how I would describe it โ˜บ It really does kinda suck /:

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