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A/N: so this isn't a one shot, nor does it have anything to do with any MCYT at all. It is literally 123 words of sad poetry deprived from random burst of inspiration that I didn't knew where else too publish. Anyway, read if you want to. I can't make you.

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How are you supposed to feel, when everyone you love hurts you so deeply that it physically wounds you, everyday, and they don't even notice? Are you supposed to be happy that you're helping them, that you're putting them before yourself? Or are you supposed to be angry that they're treating you like a doormat? Are you supposed to keep letting it happen, let them take out all their emotions on you so they'll feel better? Or are you supposed to make it stop, make sure you don't break in the process..? I need to know. I can't take this anymore. It hurts, but I don't want to be selfish. Please tell me if you know. This hurts. So much.

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