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| This world is so cold and neglectful. People are deceptive and fake. I'm turning away and building my wall. I'm so tired of being alone and being consumed in all these problems. What is life Really? I have found one thing worth living for and what happens to me when that is gone? I am nothing on my own. It is so painful being me. I can't hide behind the fake smiles anymore. Mend my fucking gashes. End this fucking wrEck that i have become. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. |
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| So this life is a cycle, of happiness and despair. For some, the despair is the greatest part of their life. I used to always say i would never let it get the best of me. But recently i gave up. I was resilent with all the tribulations i suffered during the hardest time in my life, this summer. I never thought i would make it through, yet i did. What for? Only to crumble once more. I sit and wallow in my never ending self loathing. I always feel alone, except when I am with the one i love. I don't want to be so dependent on another person. You don't know that they will always be there for you. Once they are gone you have to do it all on your own. What then? I basically have no friends to care for me and help me. They are too self consumed. Aren't we all. I never thought my life would come to this. Yet, It has and i have no desire to change it. |
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| This person staring through. This person staring through the reflective. You've turned and run off with all to the other side with you and I know, I know you try so damn hard to be happy. So you say, what do I do now that you are me? I'll fade with time, just like in the dream. Inherit my shoes, they were too hard to fill anyways. I want it to go well for you, start over and do it right this time for me. Open the eyes, look at this wall and notice the one that borrows and steals. I DO THIS TO MYSELF. Stick to the side roads, they help interesing thoughts. You see what you want to see. |