I found someone
Whom I replaced with my papers and pen
Never bothered getting it from my hiding place,
Never bothered updating it about my current phase;
Not until now, where here I am again,
Isolated in a room sobbing
Locked out of the world that’s daunting
Realizing how stupid I was
For letting myself be vulnerable,
Too much of being open has pained me once again
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Sure, thank you!
What a great poem!
Thank you, Michael!