4:44

I don't want to believe that everything is a signal.
But I've been seeing weird things that keep reminding me of you.
I've always struggled with punctuation and grammar.

I don't know what to write. I feel alone.
I don't feel pretty, either.

I look in the mirror and feel fine,
but their words are shards,
turning my reflection into fragments.

Why would you say something like that?

You know I'm going to watch it.
You know I'm going to care.

Or maybe you never truly knew me.

I thought you'd see me whole,
not just the pieces that made you laugh

Anyway, it seems like no one will ever care,
probably not even me.

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