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our secret moments in your crowded room
they got no idea about me and you
there is an indentation in the shape of you
made your mark on me , a golden tattoo
they told me all of my cages were mental
so i got wasted like all my potential
and my words shoot to KILL when i'm MAD
i have A LOT of regrets about that
i was so ahead of the curve
the curve became a sphere
fell behind all my classmates , and i ended up here
Repost from blossoms of promise
https://t.me/glowinginurownYour curse is not being understood… people always misread you, twisting who you are into something you’re not. It feels like they’ve been waiting to misunderstand you from the start, like they’re searching for the wrong version of you on purpose. You want to be free from it all… but you stay stuck, afraid they’ll think you never cared in the first place, just because you finally got tired of hurting.
