Worthless [Me]

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'So he's not referring to me?'

For a moment there, I thought I finally meant to someone, even if we weren't that close.

That split second of excitment which filled me up;

Crushed into bits and pieces.

The expectations that I greed for did not even reach halfway in my counter.

For a moment there, I thought I wouldn't be alone anymore. I thought I knew who to mix around with for a long period of time.

But here I am again, falling deep down into the despairing pits of isolation.

Sometimes, I lock myself in my room, sitting at a corner with my right hand occupied with a razor blade...

...sighing regrets,

Before finally revealing bright, red blood onto my pale skin.

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Cutting my skin ain't me i swEAR