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i feel tired all the time, these days are the same as any days, i just don't want to be awake sometimes, what is there to be awake for?
my words have dried up a bit now, i don't have much to say, it's the same old story day by day by day, make of it what you will, my narrative probably won't sway you, your prejudices and outside whispers will lead you to your own conclusions, all i can do is try to voice my thoughts, if they are indeed mine, the process behind them i struggle to find these days.
fuck it. the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and i'm sure i'm in the fast lane.
but don't you ever fucking judge me.
"I don't mind being ogled, ridiculed
Made to feel minuscule
If you consider the source, its kinda pitiful
The only thing you really know about me is...
...that's all you'll ever know"
i should go buy some food, or i might end up dying, and that would please too many people.
my words have dried up a bit now, i don't have much to say, it's the same old story day by day by day, make of it what you will, my narrative probably won't sway you, your prejudices and outside whispers will lead you to your own conclusions, all i can do is try to voice my thoughts, if they are indeed mine, the process behind them i struggle to find these days.
fuck it. the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and i'm sure i'm in the fast lane.
but don't you ever fucking judge me.
"I don't mind being ogled, ridiculed
Made to feel minuscule
If you consider the source, its kinda pitiful
The only thing you really know about me is...
...that's all you'll ever know"
i should go buy some food, or i might end up dying, and that would please too many people.