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this one time, i existed.
i was the star that beamed,
the brightest out of them all.
through the darkness I gave people light,
the fluorescent blub in your hallway.

but as i grew,
the light in me dimmed slowly.

i became the blade of grass,
sitting in the meadow.
the same as the rest.
i was cut to meet expectations,
and i would eventually wither away like everybody else.

but at the corner store
and the library a few blocks away
a friend a block away

i slowly became the blade of grass,
the burnt out blub.
the one thing she never wanted to be,
a blemish that would never last.
becoming a hidden, sheltered person,
an egg that has never been broken open.
just cracked a little, but not enough for the yolk to slip out.

a book that never had been read,
wine that never has been uncorked.

the little bulb and the blade of grass i am,
dreamt of becoming the moon.
leading the way through the dark
ad the tallest blade that stood above the rest.

i dreamt a little higher,
and loved a lot more.
my caring grew,
and i fell a lot faster.
even trusted a little easier.

i slowly tried to take off my mask.

it felt go for a while.

but then i had to put it back on.

i started to be used.
my mind became more secluded.

my thoughts swerve off the deep end.

it was on repeat.

the way i fell.
the way you let me fall.

i knew everyone knew,
but they didn't seem to care.

I just want some to care.
trust

i didn't receive a trim that year and i didn't burn out.

my grades dropped in algebra
i sat alone in class
my voice became nonexistent

and no seemed to care.

stupid

I've heard it enough
it feels just like another cut on my skin
how i would love to feel alive again

its just another stupid thing
i love to complain about again and again

i was just a star
who dreamed of being as bright as the moon

but was told that a image like that was just to far

i'm just distant and cold.
i'm sorry to my family.
i'm sorry for the trouble and disappointment.
i'm sorry to the ones who've tried and talked to me,
i know i just smile with my absent voice.
i'm sorry to my friends.
i'm stupid, i know.

i just want someone to read between the lines and understand what i feel inside.

this was suppose to like a cool like good poem but it turned out me whining again
idk what this really is, its dumb