Opening a New Tab, Where Privacy is a Lock, Like I Ruined My Life into a Story

I may have ruined my life and maybe that was my fault of how it was meant to be but no one caught the glass of every memory that fell over my head and instead of shedding the petals of me into thorns like life had promised me I was pieced of my heart that fell into the glass of me instead where I was comfortable being alone because I had the chance to embrace the private moments without anyone looking over my shoulder and suffocating me for answers to what I had written on the page like the distance was not enough to satisfy the crowd

Where everyone only came to me because of the words they could copy off my notes even though it was not the right answers but some never cared if they were wrong but still wanted to pick up the pen and write what…