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Puzzle Of Emotions

You told me you are flying high.
At the time,I was beneath the sky.
My wings were cut off,and so I die. When they grew back,

 I was told to lie. Because nobody had sympathy for my past.
 I told them,and they laughed fast. And so,my roots got worse fast.
 I couldn't trust anyone,because of the past.

On my face is a coat
of depression,that lasts. But it's not visible for everybody.
For people,I am just a nobody. No matter the age,they are above me.

 Apparently my opinions don't matter,a nobody.
 Even though inside I'm dying,I have to keep on lying.
Because I don't want to worry the people I love. I had sanity,

but it expired. I want to keep on living,but my feelings are a mess.
My emotions are something you shouldn't caress.
Or else, I might look like a hopeless mess. But trust me,

inside I just crave affection. Love is something I haven't
felt since I was little. I distract myself by playing the fiddle.
My mind is becoming a whole riddle. It's in parts like a puzzle,

I confess. With it,I can't play chess. Love is missing on that place.
Forgive me,if I made you an emotional mess.
Liziantus-Marantus
Written by Liziantus-Marantus (Ivelina Boneva)
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