Questions That Plague My Mind

Why is it that your replies seem more forced now?
Shorter than before?
Less of a joy to read?

Why is it that I feel my happiness is slowly dying?
That my rib cage is closing in on my lungs?
Why is that?

How is it that I try so hard, yet no one even notices?
How is it that I try to be generous towards others,
but they don't pay me any mind?
(I might as well be dead to them)

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