Me v.s. You
Blood shot eyes.
Hidden tears.
Hiding scars.
Surprisingly easier to hide than thought to be.
A blank sheet with words screaming to be seen.
A silent room echoing the whispered of everyones pain.
A lonely pen filled accompanied by the secrets of whats been written with it.
A phone that's always being used but it never seems to be used.
A dark room with a light that never seems to be lit.
All these are words. Made by man, with hidden meanings. That aren't explained by a
but the hidden feeling of a single teenager.
Empathy vs Sympathy
Wanting vs. Needing
Seeing vs. Believing
Loving vs. Caring
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