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I feel..

no one but myself

my eyes are still red
with a blackness underneath them
a slumping of the shoulders
shaking silently
my hands soaked with tears

all this and for what?
all this pain that no one sees
put a smile on
and they assume things are okay

it seems i can go on crying for years
all without a purpose
but this is not for my own enjoyment
i cry because they can't

because of their pride
because of their stubborness
because of their hypocrisy
because of their anger

and i'm left here all alone
with no one to comfort me but myself
no one to listen to my pain
i am left with no one but myself