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its a ghost May 2015
My heart hurts
It really hurts
There's no one here with me
I'm alone
I feel like crying but I can't
It hurts
It has been hurting for so long
Why can't it stop?
Why can't you just love me?
Who do I have to suffer so much?
why
its a ghost May 2015
why
why is the world so complicated?
with people everywhere putting on masks
trying to be someone they are not

why can't people mean what they say,
and never lie again

why can't people just be nice,
so there will never be fights,
or rejection, embarrassment and hate

is it just for fame?
is it really that important?
more important than friendship?

wouldn't life be much simpler if everyone was truthful?
wouldn't it be so nice, like heaven but in earth

but why was the world created so complicated?
maybe there's a reason, maybe it's better this way.
I wonder why...

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