Wallflower.
That’s what I am now. Who I am.
Its presumptuous to say that I chose this.
The question is did I really?
I chose to stop the hurting.
And by stopping the hurt, I somehow ended up with
loneliness.
Was it worth it?
I can’t answer the question cause I’m still figuring it out.
Its easy to put on a mask; to pretend that everything is
okay.
To be happy and carefree.
People choose to believe what they want to, even if its far
from the truth.
I chose to put a wide berth between the people who hurt me
and myself.
But now, I end being all alone.
Was it worth it?
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