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So I just tried writing something and it may not be that good but it’s still something

And people say
“I opened up so easily with you”

So I go
Look into the mirror
Stare in my own reflection’s eyes
Hoping I could open up to myself
Oh so easily as the others have

But I see nothing
Nothing other than a void
I am able to read nothing
Nothing but an emptiness

Then a single tear runs down my cheek
And I cry myself to sleep