To whom it may concern:
These are some words to whoever reads this
Just know that I will never be missed
These words contain what I feel inside
All the things that I try to hide
Because they are too deep, too dark, too sad
Because if anyone I know read this they would be mad
If anyone reads this just know that I am nor will I ever be missed
And I’m not really okay with this
But it is my life
Even though those words no matter how old still cut like a knife
I know I don’t matter, not to anyone in particularly
I know that no one will care when I die eventually
My life doesn’t matter, it has no impact, no worth
I can tell because no one gives a shit and so forth
If anyone reads this just know that I was once in love
And it was the worst decision I have ever made
It made me want to from my existence fade
Because he never loved me back.
I was delusional that is a fact
I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea, he is thousands of miles away
It wouldn’t matter what I would do or say
I don’t think he has never shown any sort of affection can’t you see?
He doesn’t care and maybe that’s what kills me
To anyone who reads this tell them that I tried
Tried to be happy with my life, tried to be fine
But in the end only you know that you’re in the deep end
And you can’t swim
Only you know that you’re trying to breathe the air
In the end only you know that you’re drowning
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