I wish I could see you now, all my old friends, how is life for you? the seconds of our conversations, remind me why I left before.. when I didn't look twice at walking out the door, I left because you were toxic, I left for my own sanity, I wanted so much for our friendship to last, but sometimes, it's just not meant to be, I developed a complex over things like this, every group of people, the more I know them, the more I want them to forget I exist. life of a introvert, or so I say I am, seeing past the trauma, it's a thin film that covers everything. left always wondering, Who I really am, not really certain of anything.
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