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what have i become,
my sweetest friend,
everyone i know
goes away in the end.
if i said i was lost would you help me find a way, look to you for direction or just for to play. and even if you gave it could i follow through. to see whats behind me and to know what is true. something inside feels hollow now, like it always has before but i notice it more. and here in this space i look around and see. and its the only thing that tells me i be. how could i know? what makes it show? life is the ability to sense and human to speak. am i human? these sounds spilling forth dont seem to mean anything. and you all listen to them like you care. but i feel so alone and its breaking me in. the presure is crushing right through all my skin. why do i know why do i even care.
my sweetest friend,
everyone i know
goes away in the end.
if i said i was lost would you help me find a way, look to you for direction or just for to play. and even if you gave it could i follow through. to see whats behind me and to know what is true. something inside feels hollow now, like it always has before but i notice it more. and here in this space i look around and see. and its the only thing that tells me i be. how could i know? what makes it show? life is the ability to sense and human to speak. am i human? these sounds spilling forth dont seem to mean anything. and you all listen to them like you care. but i feel so alone and its breaking me in. the presure is crushing right through all my skin. why do i know why do i even care.