Category : Poems

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It hurts the most for me 
To see myself down, 
Depressed, trying to survive
 In this life, hopeful.

 Sometimes I realize how lonely I am, 
When I have no one to tell me 
About my real person. 
Oh, what kind of person I am. 

I felt alone with you.  
I was alone with you. 
 Maybe one day
 It will be different. 

 I tried to run, 
I tried to fight,
 I feel like I'm living my own life
 In the background.

  I see myself crying, 
Trembling, without a smile 
And it hurts to see that I was hit 
By the hands that I used to heal.

  I see that I have become insensitive
 To the things that once moved me inside, 
And that lies and betrayals
 No longer surprise me at all.  

It hurts me the most that through my cold, 
Empty eyes, I see you again 
And I remember
 How you used to be in the past.

 I still see you even though the image 
Has disappeared.
Me and you alone.
I felt alone with you.
Even if you are here with me.