Breaking dreams

I can’t consider what you think about me
It could cost me too much
It could cut me deep.

As long as you see I survived enough
But you need better glasses
It’s just a part, the me in a half.

I don’ t want to talk either, what for?
I just lived my body staring at you
While myself lays indoor.

I need a break, a new dream to catch,
don’t bother to me, don’t even care,
Just let me be the match.

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