I wonder why I care anymore
Why I take the time out of my day to do shit like this
I guess I'm just lied to like always
This false sense of happiness is corrupting me
I want to run away from everything
Recently I've been so hell bent on figuring out my life when I want to figure out ways to end it.
And then tonight I brought back memories I had tried too hard to push away
Not really memories, but more of emotions
To be fair, I knew it from the start
I knew what would happen and did I listen?
No
Of course not.
Why would I?
I guess it's just over.
I won't say anything.
I won't persist.
It's just over.
I think it's just that time.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
