Back to poetry. This is from my Junior year of high school.
Broken Promises
My life has been filled with broken promises, and lies in which I thought were true.
If you would've told me the sky was green, I would've believed you.
Now my naive search for people who actually care about me is through.
My insecurities are taking over, and I have nothing left to believe in.
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