All I want to say is, I'll be back someday.
A broken smile
I'm at a point where I hate myself and others.
Nothing gives me pleasure anymore. I am broken. I am lost.
Everything is just broken apart.
It has been this way for a while. My smiles and giggles are just bubbles of a life I once had, the last of it escaping.
A broken smile
I'm at a point where I hate myself and others.
Nothing gives me pleasure anymore. I am broken. I am lost.
Everything is just broken apart.
It has been this way for a while. My smiles and giggles are just bubbles of a life I once had, the last of it escaping.
I'm going absolutely mad.
I don't want this girl to be me anymore.
Do I ask too much? Or too little?
Nothing left to hold on to. Meaningless.
This world I live in is just a real mess, and I don't think I want to be here anymore.
I guess I don't have any choices though...
That's it.
I don't want this girl to be me anymore.
Do I ask too much? Or too little?
Nothing left to hold on to. Meaningless.
This world I live in is just a real mess, and I don't think I want to be here anymore.
I guess I don't have any choices though...
That's it.
Writing poetry
Or something of the sort
In a dark room
That shuts off the world
Imaging a Sky
I knew long ago
When things were the way
They were supposed to be
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