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When I'm feeling shitty I tell myself I was raised with a broken heart
Gives me an excuse for why my crushes fall apart
Better off alone
I'm damaged goods
If you take it back to my early days
I kind of always was
I never really knew
If my friends were true
it's easy to feel pitied
When there's so much you physically can’t do
Better of alone
How do I tell my family
I don't feel comfortable calling their house home
So I made my own
Isn’t funny the new ways you see your life
When a new person tells you that doesn’t sound right
Walking a path of trauma
Paved by well-intentioned parents
Would I be an introvert if I had been a happy child
Instead my imagination became my ideal company
Think twice before speaking
Sometimes it was best not to speak at all
Or so I thought
Better of alone
That's what I tell myself
For someone afraid to grow
I give a lot of advice
A little distance has been good for me
I get to show myself more on more each day
Visits aren't good for me
I slip into old ways
I feel 12 years old all over again
When I wasn't alone but I was lonely
My thoughts are all befuddled
I somehow became the problem child
Better of alone
Underappreciated by blood
Found my family the hard way
and I'm headed for happier days
About the Creator
Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
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