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can't convince someone of love, can't convince someone of care. can't do anything right at all can't even speak. Your stupid, not doing enough, just not the right kind of effort, just not right. I'm just not right. can't liberate myself because i am bad, wrong, dumb, lazy, i don't listen. I don't work. Broken, Bad. working, vindictively. "One day a week is all i get of your time," "no one day a week is all i get for myself" "don't you care? don't you love me?" "How else do I show it!!!? I don't know what I'm doing wrong, I'm doing what you tell me, I'm doing what you say, I'm following the rules, I'm trying so hard" "you're not trying in the right ways, that means you hate me, that means you don't want to spend any time with me, that means I'm alone and you don't care"
Save me! CUT ME. hit me, burn me, spark my battery, my soul, maybe i will start. maybe it will start me. Maybe it will fix me. I can't seem to make myself start on my own. No RELEASE. No face, no soul, no me. gone. done. i've known now for so long, too long. wayyy toooo fucking long.
so I will just ride my bike, the only place i find peace, the only escape i have. The only break from this god damn stupid life i lead. FAKE. FALSE. WRONG.
Who am i?
A collective collage of pieces of others, mostly him, partly her, some them, some they. I am the master that picks all the pieces, i put them together in front of my face. I forget why i picked those pieces from then, i forget who i knew and i forget my place.
Save me! CUT ME. hit me, burn me, spark my battery, my soul, maybe i will start. maybe it will start me. Maybe it will fix me. I can't seem to make myself start on my own. No RELEASE. No face, no soul, no me. gone. done. i've known now for so long, too long. wayyy toooo fucking long.
so I will just ride my bike, the only place i find peace, the only escape i have. The only break from this god damn stupid life i lead. FAKE. FALSE. WRONG.
Who am i?
A collective collage of pieces of others, mostly him, partly her, some them, some they. I am the master that picks all the pieces, i put them together in front of my face. I forget why i picked those pieces from then, i forget who i knew and i forget my place.