I feel horrible for the people that have to be in your presence

Action is the only thing that helps, hope is nothing. Broken hearts will never be mended. Crying never helps, screaming does. Death is a second life, good or bad. Everything is possible because everything could be real. Freedom is a lie because you'll never be freed. Gone forever and to never return because there is nowhere to return to. How did we ever survive? That will never be answered like all the other unanswered questions. Ill of lying since the lies are clearly written on my forehead. Jokes are only taken seriously because you stay serious. Killed inside but perfect on the outside. Love is nothingness, to some it's to complicated, for others it never appears Mistaken because different, No one is there to care, no one to understand the pain someone is suffering Open and welcoming but nobody wants to come near Pause and take a breath of fresh air becuase you'll suffocate in all the evil Rugged and chipped sides can be fixed Say anything because no one listens anyway Time flies because we try to much Unbelievable things will appear to be real Vanity kills us, the world, everything We bleed to see if we are alive Your always gonna be the same I don't think people could change they could only make believe. Zoned out in your own world, the perfect place.

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