Riding public transport and conversing, and yet there is nobody.
Sometimes it is the worst feeling ever,
like when your mother comes home and tells
stories about people at work that you
don’t know and don’t care about, that
you want to drown in your emptiness.
The burden of these thoughts weighs
heavy on your mind and yet the
ones you love are the ones who hate you the most.
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