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Though theres no tears falling from my face

im still crying inside

no facial expressions just means i can no longer let pain fall down my eyes

someone once told me

"why make someone your priority when your not even an option"

I have taken those words to make a better me, nah a new me

love has been like a drug that im constantly high on

like a circle with no beginning an no end

like being held captive cuz everyday im finding new ways of being tortured

but im on some new type shit

where you can no longer play with my mind type shit

where im gon find someone better type shit

and i no longer need to be friend you type shit

but shit boy...

i still think you the shit boy

so what am i gonna do

when the only ways to help myself is to  hate you