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Poem type thing-y. They never noticed, but when they finally did they were to late. .
They don't notice I'm giving up.
They don't notice the way I barely eat.
They don't notice the way I think about myself.
They don't notice that I'm always faking my smiles.
They don't notice they way I hide behind my attitude.
They just don't notice fucking anything.
Same question everyday;
When will they notice?
Most likely, when I give up completely.
If they find our sooner, I know what will be coming;
"Don't give up."
"Let us save you."
A/N: I was MIA there for awhile wasnt I? Schools a drag, I'm gonna go learn some Spanish.