this is one of my midnight poems, that writing that i scrabble around trying to find my notebook and pencil in the middle of the night for. i've been typing up my journals, so you might be seeing more of these soon...
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How many of us smile for the cameras,
But weep alone at night?
How many of us wonder if anyone really cares?
How many of us experience heartbreak and cannot tell a soul?
What isolates each one of us from another?
Are our feelings silly or irrelevant?
Why am I ashamed?
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