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[_unr3quited_]

hello.
this is your life.
are you happy?
were you an accident or
do you wish you were?
tell me why you hurt.
tell me why your life is a blur.
escape.
look for ways out.
you want to scream,
you want to shout:
i want out.
through white pills
you think won't kill,
and dusty white powder.
it's getting louder--
the sounds, the voices,
the footsteps of strangers
walking out of your life 'cause
you are danger
take a good grip
of that half empty bottle
it's all you have
use it to drink all your worries away
afraid to feel life, emotions and strife
yet, the comfort won't stay
'cause you'll feel the same
day after day,
it will only get worse
night after night,
you'll turn out the light
wishing you were someone else,
somewhere else
staring at the ceiling,
numb without feeling.
so intoxicated, you hate it
but still, you just can't seem
to fall to dream
'cause your life's a scheme
to get back at you
for being born.
your heart is torn,
for being born
and falling in love
and feeling warmth.
but now it's cold,
you're getting old,
and you are told,
your love is unrequited.
so now you lay in silence
night after night.
whiskey in one hand
your dreams in the other
this is your life.

where did you go wrong?

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