different eyes

November 8, 2008 at 9:44 pm (poem)

things do not make sense
he doesn’t look at me
not sure what’s wrong
might be just attention whoring
might be just a phantom disease
nothing wrong with all the blood
he doesn’t look at me
let things be alright
don’t want to see
he doesn’t even look at me.

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