I knew it.
I noticed every lil tick of everyone’s hint.
All of the aura, tone of voice, gaze, breath,
Every single dot.
I know lately you dodge to ask.
I realized I’ve brought you a lot of my past.
Lil too much for someone new.
I remember the first time my eyes melted in front of you.
Is weird cause I thought it was funny,
Even if I know how miserable I’m at that point of time.
Couple times,
I came to you asking for help.
Couple times,
You try to understand even if I know you’re so flurried.
I do concern,
You are the most burdened of all these ‘in the middle’.
I’m trying to help,
But you knew my strength is just nonsense.
Your side is bombing us like crazy.
No,
They are crazy.
And it’s drowning me.
Even if there’s articles conviced me not to,
Bu I mad and do not give a fuck.
I know you are as well.
You’re tired and sick of it.
But what can I do?
Unless unfriend-ing you.
To give you some space.
To regain your burden.
To throw something that starts to grow.
