Wednesday, February 6, 2008

words by an orange.


I don't want to talk to you anymore..
because everything you say is hurtful.

I don't know what you are trying to do.
I wish I had the guts to ask you.

maybe you don't know that everything you say to me is hurtful,
but yes, it is.

I don't know.
I don't know.

and

I don't know.

-written in school, Feb 5th.

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