MY REALITY

WHAT’S WRONG?
DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW?
ANYTHING I’M FEELING
YOU’LL JUST USE AGAINST ME DOWN THE ROAD.
I KNOW I’M NOT ENTITLED
TO FEEL ANYTHING BUT PAIN.
I’M DESTINED TO BE ALONE.
NOTHING WILL EVER CHANGE.
WHAT CAN I DO?
WILL ANYONE EVER SEE?
THIS EMPTINESS I FEEL
DEVOURS ANY DREAMS WITHIN ME.
I GIVE UP
I’M NOT LOVED ANYWAY.
THIS TRUTH I DIGEST
IN EVERY BREATHE I TAKE.
I’M DONE WITH THIS WORLD.
WHY IS IT SO COLD!?
MY EXISTENCE DOESN’T MATTER
WHICH DAILY I AM TOLD!
SO WHAT’S WRONG?
BESIDES THE HATRED I AM FED?
THE LONGING FOR ACCEPTANCE?
TRUST ME, SOME THINGS ARE BETTER LEFT UNSAID.

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