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Nothing


Over all these people

All these things claim to be my friends

Claim to say I’m important to them.

Claim to say they love me until I

Want to turn away but end up

Coming when they call me their bestie

Call me when they quote on quote need me

Even though I know they lie

It’s the feeling that keeps me


The temporary love that enhances me

I love the feeling i love the lies

The cold makes me numb

So when I think I’m warm but I

Just can’t feel this anymore

I feel nothing

They make me feel like

I’m nothing, but come around

When I start feeling like something


How did my parents find real

In this fake world

How did the world find warmth

In these cold people

How did I make it into college

With a broken mind

Music had my back my music got me

I guess people say they got me

And I said they lien I said let’s see

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