3 Peole.
People,
Wonderful creatures.
Full of endless capabilities
Like lying, cheating, fucking you over.
Breaking you
When you thought you couldn’t be more broken.
Making things worse when they know
You’re already not okay.
Yet sometimes
There’s people that can take it all away.
Not a word needs to be spoken
Just their presence or warmth
And you could never feel more okay.
Hold on to them.
And oh yes, there’s also the people that pretend.
Fake as fuck.
Saying they care, just because they need something.
Saying they miss you, just because they’ve been lonely.
Those people are worth nothing.
They don’t deserve a place in your life.
But by having a mix of those 3 kinds of people in my life,
I’ve come to realize;
It's Only When You're Not Okay
That You Realize
Who's There For You
And Who's Not.
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Danny Bálor
My name is Daniel, I’m 18. (Single) and Inspired to write by letting my feelings flow due to the many things I’ve been through. I’ve had a long history of a shitty love life. I’m always the one that cares too much and that’s why I get hurt a lot. But my writings help me cope with things I go through so I hope someone can read them and relate.
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