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[serah_dakin]

Im talking to myself at night
Keeping my head on firm
Whispers
Screams
Words
Poetry
Who fucking cares?
Theres nothing to be set free
Theres no conversation
Fear
Judgement
Regret
Pain
Who fucking cares to know me?

And I ask myself...
"Why do you need?"
"Why do you care?"
Its all a waste of time
To express your insides
To never get them out as you expected
To all forms
To all fears
Yes, Im afraid
I will die alone
Misunderstood
Depressed
Because they always judge
They never stop
I know,
I never stop...

And I, dont even care to know myself
I see exactly what they see
I see through you
I see through me
Were all a little broken
Were all a little twisted
Were all a little less than we could be or want to be
And I write this from the bottom of my heart
Knowing,why no one cares to know me...
Who wants to invlove themeselves with a mess?

Im sorry for giving up on the world...