Discovering Glances
I've discovered the truth.The truth about loneliness.
You're only lonely if you want to be.
Loneliness is a suicide feeling.
You feel as though there is no one.
You begin to judge every ones glances.
"Are they looking at me?"
"What do they see?"
"Am I flawed?"
Your thoughts start to eat at you.
And you start to give up.
You stop caring.
You stop respecting yourself.
You hit rock bottom.
But, You make a discovery.
You discover all the glances around you.
You notice that they are not judging you.
They are caring and soft spoken worries.
They are glances that are willing to help you.
You've discovered the best glances of all.
The glances of people.
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