i wish i could find better words
to let you know how i'm feeling
and how this is tormenting me,
at almost every slight thought of it.
how i always feel misunderstood,
and act the way i do
given all the circumstances.
and in the end,
i wish i could put my heart mind and soul on a platter,
for those who've hurt me, or i've hurt,
to see what's really going on.
and how i never meant for any of it.
i'm the new hermit.
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