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look into my eyes...
no theres nothing you will see)
im hollowed like my brain my soul and my love...
no i dont hate myself...and this is no kind of depression...there's no such thing...its just me...
and everything's too dramatic...too over rated...
too over thought..everything is so obvious..only if you wanna look...dont wanna judge no one...i just dont understand...im gettin' sick...i wonder if somthing might help..
i need some shine...some understanding...i want someone to come..and tell me the truth..about everything i need to know...or maybe...this is the plan for us...i dont know what i need..and what everything's for...maybe its wrong to know...my unending drama...-nothing but the world i've created for myself in my head