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the heart wants what it wants.

what does my heart wants?

to be wanted.

to be still

very still

to stops, somedays

but that's just for my head

it wants to be wanted

and cherished

and to be taken care of

to be understood

cause nobody else does

not really

no one has the tools to seek for it

for unburrie from where I buried

no one can

and I think, sometimes, that no one will ever will

so I hide it, behind half-faked smiles and wondering eyes

and the sad part it's it's not even difficult

not hard at all

no one truly wants it, so it's so simply to pretend give it way

they don't realize that the on they have does not beat at all

and if they really had it, the real thing, they would notice how fake the one they already had is

cause my heart, although it did not want, it's loud

and demanding

and selfshy

and not at all still

it beats so hard that I, most times, want to carve a knife on it, so that it can finally stops

and stop

and never be alive again

never beat again

cause I hate it

cause all it ever do its hurt

and I'm tired.

very

very tired.

I think that my heart hate itself too.