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Tired and alone,

Again I go unnoticed.

Would you even notice if I disapeared?

It’s hard to accept that you don’t miss me,

Like I miss you.

You live your life,

I live mine,

At what point will they have diverged too far?

I can’t explain this feeling,

Until you feel this hollowness,

this emptiness,

this loneliness,

You can’t understand.

I spend life being pessimistic,

You get hurt less if you expect less.

That doesn’t mean I want to be like this,

It’s just what I am used to being.

I suppose it could just be a coicidence,

bad timing,

stranger things have happened,

but it still hurts right now anyways.