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why


and then thats it. 

what your done?

your ok with that now?

why is no one here?

why does no one care?

god im so mad or am i sad?

these days those seem to be the only 2 emotions i have.

and im tired of everyone around with there preconcived notions 

trying to poke where theres bruises 

so many burns 

not just on my skin but my heart and mind.

starting to go insane watching all of there lives.

just run dont check your phone 

go back to a time when being yourself wasnt hard 

when swinging at the park was the only plan you had so far.

when there was no scars when there was no bars 

when there was no one around but your mom and your dad 

and a couple of close friends that you thought youd always have.

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