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MY REALITY


WHAT’S WRONG? DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW? ANYTHING I’M FEELING YOU’LL JUST USE AGAINST ME DOWN THE ROAD. I KNOW I’M NOT ENTITLED TO FEEL ANYTHING BUT PAIN. I’M DESTINED TO BE ALONE. NOTHING WILL EVER CHANGE. WHAT CAN I DO? WILL ANYONE EVER SEE? THIS EMPTINESS I FEEL DEVOURS ANY DREAMS WITHIN ME. I GIVE UP I’M NOT LOVED ANYWAY. THIS TRUTH I DIGEST IN EVERY BREATHE I TAKE. I’M DONE WITH THIS WORLD. WHY IS IT SO COLD!? MY EXISTENCE DOESN’T MATTER WHICH DAILY I AM TOLD! SO WHAT’S WRONG? BESIDES THE HATRED I AM FED? THE LONGING FOR ACCEPTANCE? TRUST ME, SOME THINGS ARE BETTER LEFT UNSAID.
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