Social Confusion
I often feel confused
I love my friends with all of my heart
But I want more
I want
sticky floors
blurred nights
that feeling of being content
being wanted
being admired
I sometimes forget what surrounds those desires
whispered lies
fake friendships
empty eyes
So now I'm stuck
In this place of appreciating what I have
And always wanting more.
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