Someone Already Stole These Tears



I’m up.
It’s morning and my feet are off the ground.
But by 9 pm I’m feeling nothing else but down.
I can’t read anything on you, unless your close by.
And if this is a game we’re playing.
Someone already stole the tears from my eyes.
I wish you could see deep inside  my heart.
The magnitude of emotion, that came right from the start..
And hopefully it’s not in vain,
Like I don’t exist.
But you’re killing me.
With everything.
With all of this.
Either let me go.
Or let me know.
But don’t string me along .
I’m the greatest thing ever.
Broken or not.

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