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Apr 2014
Let me breathe
I'm choking
Drowning in my own iniquities
Softly, gently
Suffocating
Am I the only one who walks the halls?
Do you ever wonder-
Are they all automatons there for you and there's no real company, you're alone, you are the only conscious mind there and they're trying to brainwash you with every line so your free will is gone just like theirs. And since they're all just responsive mindless creatures, you have no real friends, they're figments of your imagination, I want to be like them, anything is better than feeling this lonely all the time;
There's no one like me,
no one with me,
I'm lost, I feel as though
there's a brand on my forehead that
they can only see sometimes
and I have no idea what it says
but I'm marked as not one of them
am I the only self aware person here?
I don't like it. Take away whatever it is that makes me special,
I give up.
I'll walk in lines, fine,
resisting hurts when there's no brother soldiers on either side,
Why is it that none of us feel like we belong here?
Can we just all be the same, finally?
I'm so tired.
I'd rather be mindless and hopeless than on fire in a world of ice.
M
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