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Paranoid


Snakes are all around me.

And, it becomes harder to know who to trust.

I want a friend, but are you just using me?

You say you'll change for me and you are.

I wish that you could just be that without telling me you will be.

It is what it is, though.

When we laugh are we just friends or do you want something more?

It's hard to tell.

You told me you were gay.

But, I don't care.

I'm probably gay, too.

Pretty sure.

We laugh together and sometimes you're nice.

But, what if you're just a snake in disguise?

 

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"The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence". -Anne Sexton

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