fulldark

Father, Father,
tell me where have you been?
it's been hell not having you here.
i've been missing you so bad,
and you don't seem to care.
when i go to sleep
at night, you're not there.
When I go to sleep at night,
do you care?

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the thought that one day, you will look at me and not see me the way that you once did is what wakes me from my dreams in a panic. the thought that one day, you will not want me around any longer is what keeps me awake at night, worrying about it, "what will i do when that day comes?" the thought that one day, i will wake up and you will just be gone is what makes me burst into tears more than once a day. losing you is something that i know i can't handle, i can't take... it's absolutely terrifying
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i really don't understand why people insist on lying about who they are - even on site like witty. eventually, you're going to get caught. so, what's the point in lying in the first place? it's pathetic. do you get some sick sense of pleasure from lying to people and from hurting the people who actually believe you. that's messed up.