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I feel like...I'm drowing.
Losing myself with in this hell we call home.
They tell me there's nothing wrong with me...
That I'll be fine, that I can be fixed.
But they feed me lies.
I know I will die.
And yet, it doesn't phase me.
There must be something wrong with me.
Watching all this, I will need some major help.
But noone can provide that for me.
I cut slowly, crying.
I know I will die, Yet I am not scared.
I feel no emotion whatsoever.
It's as if I have no soul.
Which honestly, would not suprise me at all.
 GooeyBobJr · Tue Jan 19, 2010 @ 03:22am · 0 Comments |
