It felt wrong to have attention when all i wanted was space
It felt wrong to look in the mirror
And see my hated face
To know the thoughts that lie behind
To hate, to love to waste my time
There was no meaning and so i cried
Because why the **** am i still alive?
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 5:48 PM UTC
It felt wrong to have attention when all i wanted was space
It felt wrong to look in the mirror
And see my hated face
To know the thoughts that lie behind
To hate, to love to waste my time
There was no meaning and so i cried
Because why the **** am i still alive?
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